Now: are you ready ?" "Yes, I'm ready," cried Bigley.
"And you, Sep?
Come and catch hold of the bar.

Now, then, altogether.
Heave up, Big.

Down with it, Sep.

Altogether.

Hooray! And over she goes." But over she did not go, for the great mass of stone did not budge an inch.
"Here, let's shift the bar, lads," cried Bob.