"Jump!" he cried to Isabel. "Jump for your life!"
She immediately obeyed him, falling in a little white heap at the
roadside. He rose, headed the machine toward the ditch at the right, and
jumped to the left, falling face down in the road with his hands
outstretched, Before he could stir, the other machine roared heavily
over him, grazing his left hand and crushing it into the deep dust.
There was almost an instant of unbelievable agony, then, mercifully,
darkness and oblivion.
XV
"HOW SHE WILL COME TO ME"
The darkness swayed but did not lift. There was a strange rhythm in its
movement, as though it were the sea, but there was no sound. Black
shadows crept upon him, then slowly ebbed away. At times he was part of
the darkness, at others, separate from it, yet lying upon it and wholly
sustained by it.
At intervals, the swaying movement changed. His feet sank slowly in
distinct pulsations until he stood almost upright, then his head began
to sink and his feet to rise. When his head was far down and his feet
almost directly above him, the motion changed again and he came back
gradually to the horizontal, sinking back with one heart-beat and rising
with the next--always a little higher.
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