There was no answer for a moment. Then The Bear's voice was a deep
whisper. "When I do, Mr. Steel, you're going to be in for a mighty big
surprise...."
"Get out of there!" Steel was in no mood for games.
Deep in the matted hair of The Bear's chest, a small door started
opening, slowly, mechanically. The whole thing was mechanical, arms,
legs, head, everything operated electrically. The door--
The door was the last thing Steel remembered.
A slamming blow. The back of his head. Then blackness....