Every moment she emitted a doleful wail.

As we stood gazing at her, and before we had time to speak to her, she seemed to be seized by an upheaving spasm, the influence of which was so great that she actually rose in the air, and as she did so her wail intensified itself into a shriek, and as she came down again with a sudden thump all the breath in her body seemed to be bounced out in a gasp of woe.
"It's Susan McKenna!" exclaimed Walter.

"What in the world is the matter with her?
Miss Susan, are you hurt ?" She made no answer, but again she rose, again she gave vent to a wild wail, and again she came down with a thump.
Percy was now on his knees near the bed.

"It's the bear!" he cried.
"He's under there, and he's humping himself!" "Sacking bottom!" cried the practical Genevieve "There isn't room enough for him!" Stooping down I saw the bear under the bed, now crowding himself back as far as possible into a corner.

No part of his chain was exposed to view, and for a moment I did not see how I was going to get him out.
But the first thing was to get rid of the woman.
"Come, Miss Susan," said Mr.Larramie, "let me help you off the bed, and you can go into another room, and then we will attend to this animal.