That basin of stone looks as if it had been gouged out of the mountainside by the hand of a giant." A drill-runner was shouting to a man with a red flag as Brian climbed into the pit.

The flagman waved him back.

A second later a dull blast shook the quarry, earth and stone crumbled out of a fissure in the cliff ahead, and the suspended labor of men awaiting the Titan aid of inanimate force, turned to noise and bustle.
"Hum!" said Brian, glinting, "mostly dago labor.

Well, that doesn't need to worry us, does it?
You stay here, Don, while I find the boss." Don obeyed.

Derricks hung above the cars upon the spur track.