"Come along.

What can it hurt?
Why, it wouldn't even hurt a sheep if there was one there.

My! Wouldn't he scuttle away if he heard it coming." Bob was right, there was nothing to harm, and the displacement of a big stone in what was quite a wilderness of rough fragments would not even be noticed.

So up we climbed, and in a few minutes were well on the ridge grouped on one side of the big boulder.
"Now, then," Bob cried; "you are strongest, old Big, and you shall help her.

Look here; I'll get the bar under, and Sep and I will hoist.