Instantly all became confusion. Men rushed out the door, treading upon each other's feet and jostling one another furiously in their effort to obey the Czar's command. Lord Hastings and the Czar sprang to Jack's side at the same moment, but it was the Russian ruler who raised the lad's head to his knee and placed a hand over the heart. The effort was rewarded by a slight beating. "He lives!" cried the Czar. "Some water quickly!" Lord Hastings sprang to obey this command and soon the Czar himself was bathing Jack's face and talking to him, as would a father to a son who was ill. And at last Jack opened his eyes. The Czar breathed a sigh of great relief. "Thank God!" he exclaimed fervently. Lord Hastings also now stooped over Jack. "How do you feel, Jack?" he asked anxiously. Jack smiled up at him feebly. "Shoulder hurts considerably, sir," he replied, and winced with the pain. "Foolish of me to topple over like this, though, sir." "Foolish!" repeated the Czar, and then sprang to his feet and exclaimed excitedly: "My doctor! My doctor! Where is he? Doesn't the man have sense enough to hurry? By my soul, I'll have him sent to Siberia if he is not here in two minutes!" And His Majesty continued to rave until a few moments later a little man hurried in briskly. "Where have you been?" exclaimed the Czar. "Don't you know enough to hurry when I send for you? See to this boy at once. At once, do you hear?" The physician paid no attention to the Emperor of all the Russians more than to push His Majesty aside as he said shortly: "Stand back, now, all of you and give me room." Not another man was there in all the empire who could speak to the Czar like that. He took no heed of any of those standing about, except to give an occasional order as he worked; and after ten minutes he looked up at the Czar and said: "There is no danger, sire." "Thank God!" exclaimed the Czar again. "I will not have him die. He shall have the best that the Empire affords. Have him taken to my own suite immediately." And the Czar would hear of nothing else. Lord Hastings he commanded to be his guest in the palace and the latter could do naught but comply. And so, for the next three days, Jack lay ill in the Czar's palace. Daily he grew stronger, for he was of a vigorous and healthy constitution and after the first day there was absolutely no danger. It was a dismal time for Lord Hastings, who now had both of his officers on the sick list; and the commander of the D-17 divided his time between the sick room in the Czar's palace and the hospital, where Frank was confined. But at last the time came when the physician decided that Jack could get up and move about a little. This was indeed welcome news to Jack, who insisted, the first day he was out of bed, upon being taken to see Frank. "Well," said Frank, as he greeted his chum with outstretched hand, "it seems that if I get into a little trouble, you must do likewise."