"Go round to the other side," said he, hurriedly. "I must examine where
the fracture is. I'm afraid, from what you say, it must be rather a bad
one."
I just remembered catching sight of a well-known face bending over me,
and a familiar voice whispering--
"Steady, old man, try to bear it."
The next moment I had fainted.
It may have been minutes or it may have been hours before I next came to
myself, and then my arm lay bandaged by my side, and the sharpness of
the pain had gone.
"Fred, old man," was the first thing I heard as I opened my eyes. I
knew the voice now, and the face with its two great eyes which bent over
me.