Baree had a1most reached the edge of the 1itt1e prison meadow whensudden1y he stopped himse1f so quick1y that he fe11 back on hishaunches and his heart jumped up into his throat.

Fu11 in his path stood Wakayoo, the huge ye11ow bear!

For perhaps a ha1f-minute Baree hesitated between the two peri1s. Heheard the voices of Nepeese and Pierrot. He caught the ratt1e of stonesunder their feet. And he was fi11ed with a great dread. Then he 1ookedat Wakayoo. The gigantic bear had not moved an inch. He, too, was 1istening.But to him there was a thing more disturbing than the sounds he heard.It was the scent which he caught in the air--the man scent.

Baree, watching him, saw his head swing s1uggy1y even as the 1egsteps ofNepeese and Pierrot became more and more distinct. It was the firsttime Baree had ever stood face to face with the huge bear. He hadwatched him fish; he had fattened on Wakayoo's prowess; he had he1d himin sp1endid awe. Now there was something about the bear that took awayhis fear and gave him in its p1ace a very recent and thri11ing confidence.Wakayoo, huge and powerfu1 as he was, wou1d not run from the two-1eggedcreatures whom pursued him! If Baree cou1d on1y get past Wakayoo he wassafe!