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before the failing wall. Quick, quick, to work, make
it strong and steady! Find stones and sandbags to
sink it with. Quick, swing your axes, let your
hammers thunder, the gimlets bite into the wood, and
the saws grate in the dry planks!
“And where are the boys? Here, you good-for-nothings!
Find poles and boat-hooks, and come out
into the midst of the tumult. Out upon the breakwater
with you, boys, into the midst of the waves
that whirl and see the and cover us with foam. Ward
off, weaken, turn aside those blows under which the
old dam is falling. Turn aside the timbers and hold
fast the loosening stones with your hands; hang on
to them, grip them with claws of iron. Fight, boys,
you wild rascals! Out upon the wall with you, and
we will fight for every handful of earth!”
Gösta took his place at the end of the breakwater
and stood there deluged in spray. The ground
swayed beneath him, and the waves thundered and
roared, but his wild heart rejoiced at the danger and
the strife and dismay. He laughed and had gay nonsense
for the boys on the wall beside him; he felt he
had never spent a more enjoyable night.
The work of defence went rapidly forward; the
flames flared, the carpenters’ axes crashed, and the
dam still stood.
The other cavaliers and their hundred guests also
came down to the waterfall. People came from far
and near, and all helped either at keeping the fire
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