His cheeks were puffy, and his eyes blood-shot. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. "'Odd's! bodikins!" cried Jack, rubbing his cheek, "I'm in luck to-day. The street was deserted, no pedestrian school-goers walked immediately in front or behind them. Before he could draw in the rein, his steed—startled apparently by some object undistinguishable by the rider,—swerved with such suddenness as to unseat him, and precipitate him on the ground. So far the boy's mind was clear.
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