Chapter 5
Maheu, without looking at his watch which he had left in his jacket, stopped and said:
"One o'clock directly. Zacharie, is it done?"
The young man had just been at the planking. In the midst of his labour he had been lying on his back, with dreamy eyes, thinking over a game of hockey of the night before. He woke up and replied:
"Yes, it will do; we shall see to-morrow."
And he came back to take his place at the cutting. Levaque and Chaval had also dropped their picks. They were all resting. They wiped their faces on their naked arms and looked at the roof, in which slaty masses were cracking. They only spoke about their work.
"Another chance," murmured Chaval, "of getting into loose earth. They didn't take account of that in the bargain."
"Rascals!" growled Levaque. "They
