"Quick, before they all go off." "Yes," said Archy.

"Forward!" He led the way into the darkness once more, but into an atmosphere which he could breathe.

Then up the familiar way, with its rugged steps, and on to the newly mortared wall, with its loophole, through which the glorious light of day streamed.
"Now, my lads, cutlasses here.

That wall's new.

Four of you work, and loosen the stones, the others take them and throw them back below." The men cheered, and, headed by Mr Gurr and Dick, worked as they had never worked before.
The stones were hard to move at first, but it was child's play compared to the toil through which the young midshipman had gone when he attacked the wall.