Dick Hamilton's Football Team Or A Young Millionaire On The Gridiron Part 25
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"I'll sue you for this! I'll have damages! I'm an injured man!" cried Uncle Ezra, as he put his handkerchief to his cut eye, while d.i.c.k tried to get up, but found that he could not.
"By Jove! I hope my leg isn't broken!" he thought in dismay. "And the Haskell game Sat.u.r.day! Whew, this is tough luck!"
Once more he made an effort to get up, but fell back in a faint as a sharp pain shot through his ankle. He was conscious of a horrible fear of being disabled, as he felt some one lift his head while a girl's voice exclaimed:
"Why, it's d.i.c.k Hamilton! Call a doctor, Mildred." Then d.i.c.k lost consciousness.
CHAPTER XIX
A GREAT STRUGGLE
"Don't worry, he'll be all right presently. No, his leg isn't broken--only a slightly sprained ankle. He lost his senses because of the collision shock, as much as from the pain. He's coming around all right."
d.i.c.k heard these words as if in a dream. He felt a soft hand on his head--he knew it was that of some girl, but for the life of him he could not tell who it was. He was aware of the smell of pungent drugs, and then he felt some one take hold of his ankle. He uttered a little moan of pain. Then he heard another voice saying, as he opened his eyes:
"Oh, Mildred, he's conscious now."
"Yes, Mabel," answered another girl, and then d.i.c.k knew who she was without looking up into the face of the young lady who hastily withdrew her hand from his head.
"Miss Hanford," murmured the young millionaire, as he recognized the girl over whom he and Dutton had so nearly fought a duel in our hero's early cadet days.
"Oh, I'm so glad you know me!" she exclaimed. "Mildred Adams and I were pa.s.sing along the street just when that dreadful automobile crash came.
It's a mercy you weren't all killed."
"Indeed it is!" chimed in Miss Adams. "But Mabel kept her nerves splendidly. She lifted your head, and then she sent me for a doctor."
d.i.c.k looked around to observe that he was in the rear room of a drug store, and that a man, evidently a physician, was standing by, regarding him with a professional air.
"Well, young man, how do you find yourself?" asked the doctor.
"Pretty well, as long as nothing is broken."
"No, you're all right that way. You had a lucky escape."
"How is my uncle?" asked the lad anxiously.
"Only a slight cut. The drug clerk is putting some plaster on it. Shall I call him in?"
"Will I be able to play football Sat.u.r.day?" There was a querulous note in d.i.c.k's voice.
"Humph! That's all you lads care about. As soon as you crawl through a knot hole without getting killed you want to rush off to battle. Play Sat.u.r.day? Well----" The doctor paused.
"I've just _got_ to!" cried d.i.c.k. "We meet Haskell--it means a lot to my team. I've got to play!"
"Well, I guess we can fix you up if you wear a leather bandage on that ankle. It might be a good deal worse. I'll take another look at it."
"We'll tell that elderly gentleman--your uncle--that you are all right, and ask him to come in here," said Miss Hanford. "Come, Mildred."
They withdrew, and as the physician was tightening the bandages on d.i.c.k's ankle Mr. Larabee entered. His appearance was not improved by a large piece of sticking plaster over his right eye, and he looked more aggressive than ever.
"I told you how it would be if we rode in one of them automobiles!" he exclaimed. "It's all your fault, Nephew Richard, and you'll have to pay the doctor bills. I shan't, and what's more I shan't pay that driver either. He ought to be more careful."
"Please don't get excited," begged the doctor, with a regard for d.i.c.k's nerves.
"I'm not excited!" cried Uncle Ezra, "but I know my rights and I want 'em, too! I'm not excited, but I'll have the law on that murdering villain of an automobile man! I'll sue 'em both. I'll collect damages.
We'll see if there's any justice in this land!" and he smote his clenched right fist into the open palm of his left hand. "I'll have my rights. I'm not excited, but I'll have justice."
"All right, Uncle Ezra," spoke d.i.c.k calmly. "Is the chauffeur hurt?"
"I don't care whether he is or not. I'll have the law----"
"I'm all right--only some bruises. It was that other fellow's fault, he was on the wrong side of the street. Are you all right, Mr. Hamilton?"
asked the chauffeur, at that moment entering the room. He knew d.i.c.k, having driven him about many times.
"Glad you're not injured," spoke the lad. "Is your machine in shape to run? I want to get back to the academy. The fellows may hear about this and think I'm worse hurt than I am. Can you take me back?"
"Sure. Only my front lights, and some of the gla.s.s windows were smashed.
I'll run you back."
"Nephew Richard, do you mean to say you're going to ride back in that miserable man's machine?" demanded Mr. Larabee.
"Why certainly," replied the young millionaire calmly, as he arose from the couch on which he had been lying. The doctor a.s.sisted him. "Why shouldn't I go back that way. I don't want to use my ankle more than I have to before the game."
"Well, all I've got to say is that you're more foolhardy than I thought you were, and I wash my hands of the whole affair," said Uncle Ezra bitterly. "I'm going back home and report to your father. I'm sorry I couldn't do anything with Mr. Duncaster, but he is an obstinate man. And what's more, I won't pay hire for that automobile, either."
"Yes, you will!" cried the driver.
"That will be all right," spoke d.i.c.k quickly, making the driver a concealed motion, which the man understood.
"I'm going back to Dankville," went on the crabbed old man, "and I hope I never have to leave it again. My nerves are all shattered by what I've gone through, and if I'm a physical wreck as I expect to be after this accident I'll sue you for heavy damages," he threatened, to the auto driver.
"Go ahead," was the calm reply. Then, after he had bidden d.i.c.k a rather cool good-bye, Uncle Ezra departed. He did not ask for the sandwiches for his lunch, and d.i.c.k wondered at it.
"A strange character--rather strong-willed I should say," observed the physician, when Uncle Ezra had gone.
"Yes," agreed d.i.c.k simply. He rather thought his uncle might have remained to see that he got to his room safely. But since the attempted kidnapping affair there had been more coldness than ever between d.i.c.k and his aged relative.
"Are you feeling strong enough to be moved?" asked the doctor.
"Oh, yes, and I'm much obliged to you."
"You also have the young ladies to thank," spoke the medical man with a smile.
"Oh, of course," a.s.sented our hero. He managed by the help of the chauffeur to limp out to the waiting taxicab. Miss Hanford and Miss Adams were in the drug store.
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