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Ew broken ribs. When Miles recovered consciousness, he found himself in
his hammock, with considerable pain in various parts of his body, and
the Reverend James Drew bending over him. "You're all right now, my fine
fellow," he said, in a low comforting voice. "No bones broken, so the
doctors say. Only a little bruised." "Tell me, sir," said Miles, rousing
himself, "is--is your daughter safe?" "Yes, thanks be to God, and to
your prompt assistance, she is none the worse--save the fright and a
wetting." Miles sank back on his pillows with a feeling of profound
satisfaction.