"Can't you move it?" asked Barlow.
"No."
"Then we must give up the plan."
"No, there's another way. Do you see that rock?"
He pointed to a square rock, weighing not far from a hundred pounds, by the side of the railroad.
"Yes, that'll do the business. But there's no time to lose. The train may come along at any moment. I don't know why it has been so delayed."
"Come along then, and help me move it. It is heavy."
The two rascals bent over and lifted the rock in concert.
They grumbled over the weight, neither of them being used to hard labor.