"If he isn't hurt he had better walk," returned Ben. "It will help to get his blood in circulation."
"Maybe I can walk if you'll help me," answered Roger.
The two bicycles were hidden in the bushes and Dave got on one side of the senator's son and Ben on the other. Thus supported, the sufferer started again for Oak Hall. He was hurried along as fast as possible, and arrived there feeling somewhat warmer than when discovered by Dave and Ben. Under Dr. Clay's directions he was put to bed and given some hot tea to drink. Only his left hand was bruised and this was washed and plastered up.
Having gotten Roger to Oak Hall, Dave and Ben received permission to go back to the brook road for their wheels. They found the bicycles where they had left them, and then went on a hunt for Roger's motor cycle.
"It certainly ought to be at the bridge," said Ben.
"If it didn't blow up," answered Dave, "or run off of its own accord. Roger said he couldn't shut off the power."
"If it ran off alone I don't think it would go very far, Dave."
The bridge reached, they looked around in all directions but could see nothing of the motor cycle. They went down to where Roger had landed and saw the impression of his body and feet in the wet sand.
"He can thank his stars that he didn't break his neck," said Dave. "This beats the fall Paul and I took."
"It's queer you never got to the bottom of that accident, Dave."