Andy explained, while the trainer selected a muzzle for the bear and armed himself with the needle-pointed device. Then he went to the cellar door.
"Shut it quick after me," he said. "Come when I call."
Andy ran around to the broken window as soon as the trainer was inside the cellar.
He watched the man approach Big Bob. The bear snarled, made a stand, and showed his teeth.
One punch of the needle-pointed device across his nostrils sent him bellowing. A second on one ear brought him to the floor. The trainer pounced on him and adjusted the muzzle over his head. Then he deftly whipped some hobbles on his front paws.
He yelled to his assistants. They hurried into the cellar and soon emerged, dragging Big Bob after them.
The owner of the place had stood by watching these proceedings silently. While the others dragged the bear to the boxed wagon the trainer approached him.
"If there's any bill for damages, just name it," he spoke.
"I'll tell you that mighty soon," answered the man.
He dashed into the cellar and Andy heard him utter a glad shout. He came out carrying two old satchels. Throwing them on the ground he opened them.