And I WAS feeling that-a-way.
"Mebby I do," says I, "and it's enough to shake a feller up to find a dead man come to life sudden like this." "Great snakes, no!" says he, looking all around, "where ?" But I didn't stop to chew the rag none.

I left him right there, with his mouth wide open, staring after me like I was crazy.

Half a block away I looked back and I seen him double over and slap his knee and laugh loud, like he had hearn a big joke, but what he was laughing at I never knew.
I was tickled.

Tickled?
Jest so tickled I was plumb foolish with it.

The doctor was alive after all--I kept saying it over and over to myself--he hadn't drownded nor blowed away.