Dan received an energetic rolling.

Three or four little gushes of water issued from his mouth.
"Keep up the good work," ordered Dick feverishly.

"We'll bring him around soon." When they saw that no more water was coming from Dalzell's mouth the workers placed him in a sitting position, then began to pump-handle his arms vigorously.
A tremor ran through the body of Danny Grin.
"Hurrah!" cried Dick.

"He's going to open his eyes!" This Dan did a few moments later.

"Keep on working his arms," commanded Prescott.
"Quit!" begged Dalzell in a faint whisper.