Since the transfer of the Fouques' ground, however, as it was at some distance from the outhouses, the inmates of the Jas, who had large cisterns at their disposal, did not draw a pail of water from it in a month.

On the other side, one could hear the grating of the pulley every morning when Silvere drew the water for aunt Dide.
One day the pulley broke.

The young wheelwright made a good strong one of oak, and put it up in the evening after his day's work.

To do this he had to climb upon the wall.

When he had finished the job he remained resting astride the coping, and surveyed with curiosity the large expanse of the Jas-Meiffren.