He appeared so frightened I endeavored to smile at him, and it must have been a ghastly effort.

My voice, however, proved more reassuring.
"I'm all right," I insisted thickly.

"Just tapped a little.

I--I wasn't looking for anything like that." "I should say not.

Here, can you sit up?
By Heavens! I hope Hardy catches him." "He hardly will," I answered, struggling into sitting posture, a vision of the chase recurring to mind.