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The instant he stepped foot to the ground he took command of the situation.

“You boys have saved our lives,” he said, “and I thank you for myself and the rest of us. I’ll thank you more at length later on. Suppose you get me some water from that little brook over there, and I’ll fix up these friends of mine.”

He reached quickly under the seat of the tonneau, which was now almost entirely in flames, and drew out a small medical kit, scorching his hand as he did so.

The boys ran for the water, which in default of other utensils they had to carry in their caps, and brought it to the leader of the party, who had thrown off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and was going over the wounds of his companions with the skill of a professional surgeon.

Luckily, the injuries, though painful, proved not to be serious. Most of them were due to the shock and the fall. There were no bones broken, though all had bruises and wounds on hands and faces, from which blood was trickling.

Again and again the boys brought water, and, in compliance with the directions given them, dashed it over the faces of those who had been partially stunned. The cold impact revived them, and soon, under the ministrations of the impromptu nurses, the men were in full possession of their senses.