They lifted him from the machine and laid him upon the grass, while Reddy ran to the brook and brought back his cap filled with water.
Mrs.Gray produced her smelling salts which she always carried with her.
"Not for my own use, my dears," she always said, "but for the benefit of other people." Reddy loosened David's collar and dashed the water into his face; while Hippy chafed the unconscious boy's wrists.
Presently David opened his eyes, looking vaguely about.

He had a confused idea that something had happened to him, but just what it was he could not think.

He looked up into the anxious faces of his friends who stood around him.

Then he remembered.
"I'm not hurt," he said in a rather weak voice.

Then he sat up and smiled feebly at the company.