The flat stones filled the trench up nearly to the top, and he didn't put in any more but took up his shovel again and helped the other man dig.
Then two of the other men came, and they looked at the trench to see if it was all right.
Then they went to the pile of big stones and they picked out one of the biggest, and they took their big iron crowbars and put the points of the bars under the stone, to move it.
The little boy wondered.
"What are they going to do?" he asked. "Are they going to move it? Can they move it?"
The man nodded.
"Easy enough," he said. "You watch."
And the men pried with their crowbars, and the big stone started from its place and rolled down from the pile. And the men got it over to the trench, sometimes prying it with their crowbars and sometimes rolling it with their hands, and they set it in its place on top of the small flat stones.
Then one of the men shut one of his eyes and squinted along the wall that was done to see if the stone was just in the right place; and the other man moved the stone with his crowbar just a little until it was in exactly the right place.
Then they went to the pile again and got another big stone in the same way, and they got it over to the trench and set it in its place beside the first.