the same that had accompanied her on all her trips, and climbed out of
the car. With a motion imperious and compelling she pushed aside the men
and women in the circle.

The sister had laid the child on the ground and was kneeling beside him.
Komatsu knelt on the other side, feeling the little legs and body.

"No break bones," he said briefly.

Miss Campbell sat on the ground by the unconscious child, wondering
vaguely if she would ever rise again.

"They may tear us to pieces before we get back. They are like an angry,
silent pack of wolves," she thought to herself. "Komatsu," she said
aloud, "I believe he has fainted from fright," She put the smelling
bottle to the baby's funny snub nose.

Presently the boy opened his eyes.

At this moment from the midst of the crowd there came a strange shrill
cry and a distracted looking woman began beating and fighting her way
toward the group.

"Honorable mother come in big hurry," said Komatsu, in a low voice.
"Gracious lady, take jinriksha. Honorable quickness best now."

"But the child isn't injured, Komatsu. Look, he's opened his eyes and
he's going to sit up. It was simply fright."

"No like honorable devil-wagon," went on Komatsu steadily.