"You are hurt, sir." "No, no, go away!" exclaimed Dunwody, as he struggled to his feet.
"One bone's gone," he said presently in a low tone to Clayton.

"I broke it when I fell that time." A curious moment of doubt and indecision was at hand.

The men, captors and captives, looked blankly at one another.

It was the mind of a woman which first rose to this occasion.

In an instant Josephine, with a sudden exclamation, flung aside indecision.
"Jeanne' Sally!" she called.