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One of our men , a fellow named Lorimer Spell , a queer sort of chap who hailed from Texas , was hit by a piece of shell and knocked partly unconscious . He was unable to save himself , and as I did n't want to see him killed I ran out from behind our shelter and brought him in . '' It can readily be believed that the Rovers did not sleep much that night . The boys and girls were downstairs by seven o'clock and waited anxiously for the appearance of their parents in the dining-room of Dick Rover 's residence , where the fathers were to have breakfast before returning to the troopship which was docked across the river , at Hoboken . `` We 've got to get back by noon , '' announced Tom Rover , `` and Sam and I want to pay a visit to Wall Street before we go , so we wo n't be able to spend much more time here . '' `` You were going to tell us how you won that medal , Dad , '' said Jack , after breakfast was over and his two uncles had said good-bye to everybody and left . `` What about it ? ''