"That is all right," replied Mr. Le Bras. "Johnny knows enough about gunpowder not to go into any danger, and the men will look out for them too. Felix, you'll be careful, won't you? Don't go anywhere unless Johnny goes with you."
"All right," said Felix.
Mrs. Le Bras said no more, although the shade of anxiety had not wholly vanished from her face.
After the boat had put off, the boys mounted their bicycles, and rode down to the cart-track. They were able to proceed for some distance without dismounting; but finally, coming to a place where there were a good many stones, they alighted, and walked some distance, wheeling their bicycles by their sides. At length the path became smooth again; and they resumed their wheels, which they were able to keep for the rest of the distance to the road. The street was level and quite broad, and although not smooth, like the shell road, was sufficiently so for comfortable wheeling.
"We don't have to turn into any other road to get to the Point, do we?" said Johnny.
"No: we keep right on, for about two miles."
There were frequent farmhouses on the road; and just before they reached the Point, they came to a small village.
"I shouldn't wonder if the men who work in the quarry live here," remarked Johnny.
"Yes: see what good stone steps there are at the doors."
"It's very nice granite too. Notice what an even grain. I heard father and Pierre talking about it; and they said this stone is sent to New York and Philadelphia for very fine buildings, and that nice monuments are made of it."