The chauffeur had plunged out over Farnum's head, alighting beyond the
shipbuilder. The chauffeur now lay writhing and groaning.

David Pollard landed first, on one wrist and his chest, a cry of anguish
escaping him.

Eph Somers lay in the road motionless. Jack and Hal fell against the
padded side of the car. Hal remained there during the next second, but
young Benson turned a half-somersault, lightly, landing in the road just
outside.

It was young Captain Jack who first got to his feet. Dazed for a few
moments, he rose slowly seeking for signs of injury.

"I--I believe I'm not hurt," he congratulated himself. "Thank heaven
for that, for there are others here who seem in need of the promptest
help."

First of all Jack turned to his chum, young Hastings. But Hal, though
his face was white from the shock of it all, smiled back, then helped
himself out of the wrecked car.

Within the next few minutes it developed that Eph had been stunned.
Beyond this he had suffered no injury except a bruise along the left
thigh.

Jacob Farnum proved to be only stunned and badly shaken. But David
Pollard displayed a helpless left wrist and complained of severe pain
in the left side of his chest.