It turned right over on a big stone, you went so fast, and hurts me awfully.

I can't walk another step.

Oh, what shall we do, and am I going to die ?' 'Die?
No!' Tom answered, gloomily.

'But we are in an awful muss, and I don't know what to do.

Here it is raining great guns, and I am wet to my skin, and you can't walk, you say.