Westy's face was all white and there was blood coming down from his eye and he looked straight up and didn't notice anybody.

All the fellows were quiet and scared, kind of, and waiting for Doc to speak.

But he wasn't excited, only he said we'd better get a doctor.

"It isn't a fracture," he said; "it's only a cut, but anyway, we'd better get the doctor." Then I saw some blood on the front of Westy's khaki shirt.

But Doc saw it first and he said, "Open his shirt, maybe he has something hanging from his neck that cut him.