"I just had the wind knocked out of me.

I am sure no bones are broken.

How about my pet bird?
Has she smashed her little ribs ?" "No, old fellow," exclaimed Hippy in a reassuring tone, for Hippy had never been able to endure the sight of suffering or disappointment.

"Her wings are a good deal battered, that's all.

But are you all right, old man ?" he added, feeling David's arms and legs, and even putting an ear over his heart.
"It's still beating, you foolish, old fat-head," said David, patting his friend affectionately on the back.
In the meantime Anne had helped Mrs.Gray to her feet.
"I declare, I feel as though I had dropped from the clouds myself," said the old lady, wiping her eyes.