Just then Mr. Bradford opened his eyes.
"Where am I?" he asked, in a bewildered voice.
Paul bent over him, and asked, anxiously:
"Are you much hurt, Mr. Bradford?"
"Is it you, my boy. Tell me where I am."
"An accident has happened. The train ran off the track."
"I understand now. It was all so sudden. I was reading, and must have become unconscious."
"Are you hurt? Are any of your limbs broken, sir?" asked Paul, anxiously.
As Paul was bending over Mr. Bradford, the boy saw a quick expression of terror on the rich man's face.
"Look out!" he said, in agitation.