"
"And your head is all bandaged up, too," went on Jack, trying to peer
into his friend's face through the roll of bandages.
"Look out! Don't come too near!" again warned the other. "You might
jostle against me, and knock off some of the bandages."
"Did you lose some of your teeth, the reason your voice sounds so
funny?" asked Jack.
"Yes, I did knock out a few when I tumbled. But don't bother about me.
I'll be all right soon. Let's go in the house. I want to go to bed."
"But they'll all want to see you, and hear about the accident, Mark,"
insisted Jack. "My, but we've been all worked up about you. How did you
happen to be taken to a hospital?"
"A farmer came along, and I hailed him. Then I lost consciousness, and
couldn't let you know where I was. But never mind the details. I'm
anxious to get started on the trip to the moon. Couldn't we start
to-night?"
"I don't believe so. You need rest. But come on in the house." Then
Jack hurried on ahead, calling: "Mark's found! Mark is back!"
His cries brought all of the others out on the porch, and at first they
could scarcely believe the good news, but soon Jack and the new arrival
came in sight.
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