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Rh "Then Mr. Tom die!" cried the giant. "I get him—or I no come out."

With heave of his powerful right arm, Koku lifted the heavy shaft from Tom's legs. Then, gathering the lad up if he were a baby, Koku staggered out into the fresh air, almost falling with his burden, as he neared Mr. Damon, for the giant was well-nigh overcome.

"Bless my soul!" cried the odd man. "Is he—is he"

He did not finish the sentence, but, as Koku laid Tom down on the overcoat of Mr. Damon, which the latter quickly spread on the snow, the eccentric man put his hand over the heart of the young inventor.

"It beats!" he murmured. "He's alive, but very weak. We must get a doctor at once. I'll do what I can. There's no time to spare. Bless my"

But Mr. Damon concluded that there was no time for blessing anything, and he stopped short.

"Carry him up to the house, Koku," he said. "I know where there are some medicines, and I'll try to revive him while we're waiting for the doctor. Hurry!"