Rough men lifted the little lad as gently as his widowed mother could have done, and one asked:
"Where does he live?"
"On Frog Lane.[C] Chris Gore must be attended to also."
"I can take care of myself. It isn't much of a hurt, this on my shoulder."
"But it ought to be dressed at once, and I am not certain you should be allowed to walk," Amos said, hurriedly.
"There will be no danger; you can go with me. There are plenty who will see that poor little Chris is cared for. Some one should go ahead to tell his mother he is hurt, and to call a surgeon."
"I'll take care of that part of it," Hardy Baker cried, quickly. "Leave it to me."