"I guess he's all in," he called to Tom.
"Bless my horseradish! And so our friend
seems to be," commented Mr. Damon. "Have
you anything with which to revive him, Tom?"
"Yes. Some ammonia. See if you can find a
little water."
"I have some in my flask."
Tom mixed a dose of the spirits which he
carried with him, and this, forced between the pallid
lips of the scientist, revived him.
"What happened?" he asked faintly as he opened
his eyes. "Oh, yes, I remember," he added
slowly. "The boa----"
"Don't try to talk," urged Tom. "You're all
right. The snake is dead, or dying. Are you
much hurt?"
Professor Bumper appeared to be considering.
He moved first one limb, then another. He
seemed to have the power over all his muscles.
"I see how it happened," he said, as he sat
up, after taking a little more of the ammonia. "I
was following the iguana, and when the big lizard
came to a stop, in a little hollow place in the
ground, at the foot of those two trees, I leaned
over to slip a noose of rope about its neck. Then
I felt myself caught, as if in the hands of a giant,
and bound fast between the two trees."
"It was the big boa that whipped itself around
you, as you leaned over," explained Tom, as Ned
came up to announce that the snake was no
longer dangerous. "But when it coiled around
you it also coiled around the two trees, you,
fortunately slipping between them. Had it not
been that their trunks took off some of the pressure
of the coils you wouldn't have lasted a minute.
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