Then it was plain that there was no pretence.

The officer, gently enough, raised Boris's head, and taking a flask from his pocket, forced a little of the spirits it contained into Boris's mouth.

Fred saw his cousin stiffen; he was coming to his senses.

Then the officer let him down, but made a sort of pillow for him with a cushion that had been thrown out of the automobile when it was overturned.
"Feel better?
Good!" he said.

"Now tell me what happened! Where are the two officers who were in the car?
Were they hurt ?" "I--do not know," said Boris.
Fred had to strain his ears to catch what Boris said.