Where 's Jill ? '' asked Jack , stoutly , though still too giddy to see straight . The group about him opened , and his comrade in misfortune was discovered lying quietly in the snow with all the pretty color shocked out of her face by the fall , and winking rapidly , as if half stunned . But no wounds appeared , and when asked if she was dead , she answered in a vague sort of way , -- `` I guess not . Is Jack hurt ? '' `` Broken his head , '' croaked Joe , stepping aside , that she might behold the fallen hero vainly trying to look calm and cheerful with red drops running down his cheek and a lump on his forehead . Jill shut her eyes and waved the girls away , saying , faintly , -- `` Never mind me . Go and see to him . '' `` Do n't ! I 'm all right , '' and Jack tried to get up in order to prove that headers off a bank were mere trifles to him ; but at the first movement of the left leg he uttered a sharp cry of pain , and would have fallen if Gus had not caught and gently laid him down . `` What is it , old chap ? '' asked Frank , kneeling beside him , really alarmed now , the hurts seeming worse than mere bumps , which were common affairs among baseball players , and not worth much notice . `` I lit on my head , but I guess I 've broken my leg . Do n't frighten mother , '' and Jack held fast to Frank 's arm as he looked into the anxious face bent over him ; for , though the elder tyrannized over the younger , the brothers loved one another dearly . `` Lift his head , Frank , while I tie my handkerchief round to stop the bleeding , '' said a quiet voice , as Ed Devlin laid a handful of soft snow on the wound ; and Jack 's face brightened as he turned to thank the one big boy who never was rough with the small ones . `` Better get him right home , '' advised Gus , who stood by looking on , with his little sisters Laura and Lotty clinging to him . `` Take Jill , too , for it 's my opinion she has broken her back . She ca n't stir one bit , '' announced Molly Loo , with a droll air of triumph , as if rather pleased than otherwise to have her patient hurt the worse ; for Jack 's wound was very effective , and Molly had a taste for the tragic . This cheerful statement was greeted with a wail from Susan and howls from Boo , who had earned that name from the ease with which , on all occasions , he could burst into a dismal roar without shedding a tear , and stop as suddenly as he began . `` Oh , I am so sorry !
It was my fault ; I should n't have let her do it , '' said XXXXX , distressfully .
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