The cessation of the lightning was succeeded by pitchy darkness, and the
roaring of the wind and rain was so great that they called loudly to one
another lest they lose touch in the blackness. Dick heard Warner on his
right, and he followed the sound of his voice. But before he went much
further his foot struck a trailing vine, and he fell so hard, his head
striking the trunk of a tree, that he lay unconscious.
The cold rain drove so fiercely on the fallen boy's face and body that he
revived in two or three minutes, and stood up. He clapped his hand to
the left side of his head, and felt there a big bump and a sharp ache.
His weapons were still in his belt and he knew that his injuries were not
serious, but he heard nothing save the drive and roar of the wind and
rain. There was no calling of voices and no beat of footsteps.
He divined at once that his comrades, wholly unaware of his fall, when
no one could either see or hear it, had gone on without missing him.
They might also mount their horses and gallop away wholly ignorant that
he was not among them.
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