It was an investigating negro child of tender years, who, possessed1 of a petty sense of cause and effect, brought an illuminative2 simplicity3 to bear upon the problem of the force-pump; and a multitudinous agitation4 greeted his discovery that the engineers had forgotten to connect their pipes with the river.
This naive5 omission6 was fatal to the second warehouse7; the wall burst into flame below Crailey Gray, who clung to the top of the ladder, choking, stifled8, and dizzily fighting the sparks that covered him, yet still clutching the nozzle of the hose-line they had passed to him. When the stream at last leaped forth9, making the nozzle fight in his grasp, he sent it straight up into the air and let the cataract10 fall back upon himself and upon the two men beneath him on the ladder.
There came a moment of blessed relief; and he looked out over the broad rosy11 blur12 of faces in the street, where no one wondered more than he how the water was to reach the roof. Suddenly he started, wiped his eyes with his wet sleeve, and peered intently down from under the shading arm. His roving glance crossed the smoke and flame to rest upon a tall, white figure that stood, full-length above the heads of the people, upon a pedestal wrought13 with the grotesque14 images of boys: a girl's figure, still as noon, enrapt, like the statue of some young goddess for whom were made these sacrificial pyres. Mr. Gray recognized his opportunity.
A blackened and unrecognizable face peered down from the eaves, and the voice belonging to it said, angrily: “Why didn't they send up that line before they put the water through it?”
“Never mind, Tom,” answered Crailey cheerfully, “I'll bring it up.” “You can't; I'll come down for it. Don't be every kind of a fool!”
“You want a monopoly, do you?” And Crailey, calling to Tappingham Marsh16, next below him, to come higher, left the writhing17 nozzle in the latter's possession, swung himself out upon the grappling-ladder, imitating the chief's gymnastics, and immediately, one hand grasping the second rung, one knee crooked18 over the lowest, leaned head down and took the nozzle from Marsh. It was a heavy weight, and though Marsh supported the line beneath it, the great stream hurtling forth made it a difficult thing to manage, for it wriggled19, recoiled20 and struggled as if it had been alive. Crailey made three attempts to draw himself up; but the strain was too much for his grip, and on the third attempt his fingers melted from the rung, and he swung down fearfully, hanging by his knee, but still clinging to the nozzle.
“Give it up, Crailey; it isn't worth it,” Vanrevel called from overhead, not daring the weight of both on the light grappling-ladder.
But though Crailey cared no more for the saving of Robert Carewe's property than for a butterfly's wing in China, he could not give up now, any more than as a lad he could have forborne to turn somersaults when the prettiest little girl looked out of the school-house window. He passed the nozzle to Tappingham, caught the second rung with his left hand, and, once more hanging head downward, seized the nozzle; then, with his knee hooked tight, as the gushing21 water described a huge semicircle upon the smoke and hot vapor22, he made a mad lurch23 through the air, while women shrieked24; but he landed upright, half-sitting on the lowest rung. He climbed the grappling-ladder swiftly, in spite of the weight and contortions25 of the unmanageable beast he carried with him; Tom leaned far down and took it from him; and Crailey, passing the eaves, fell, exhausted26, upon the roof. Just as he reached this temporary security, a lady was borne, fainting, out of the acclaiming27 crowd. Fanchon was there.
Word had been passed to the gentlemen of the “Engine Company” to shut off the water in order to allow the line to be carried up the ladder, and they received the command at the moment Tom lifted the nozzle, so that the stream dried up in his hands. This was the last straw, and the blackened, singed28 and scarred chief, setting the trumpet29 to his lips, gave himself entirely30 to wrath31.
It struck Crailey, even as he lay, coughing and weeping with smoke, that there was something splendid and large in the other's rage. Vanrevel was ordinarily so steady and cool that this was worth seeing, this berserker gesture; worth hearing, this wonderful profanity, like Washington's one fit of cursing; and Crailey, knowing Tom, knew, too, that it had not come upon him because Carewe had a daughter into whose eyes Tom had looked; nor did he rage because he believed that Crailey's life and his were in the greater hazard for the lack of every drop of water that should have issued from the empty nozzle. Their lungs were burdened with smoke, while the intolerable smarting of throat, eyes, and nostrils32 was like the incision33 of a thousand needles in the membranes34; their clothes were luminous35 with glowing circles where the sparks were eating; the blaze widened on the wall beneath them, and Marsh was shouting hoarsely36 that he could no longer hold his position on the ladder; yet Crailey knew that none of this was in Tom's mind as he stood, scorched38, blistered39, and haggard, on the edge of the roof, shaking his fist at the world. It was because his chance of saving the property of a man he despised was being endangered.
Crailey stretched forth a hand and touched his friend's knee. “Your side of the conversation is a trifle loud, Tom,” he said. “Miss Carewe is down there, across the street, on a pile of boxes.”
Tom stopped in the middle of a word, for which he may have received but half a black stroke from the recording40 angel. He wheeled toward the street, and, shielding his inflamed41 eyes with his hand, gazed downward in a stricken silence. From that moment Mr. Vanrevel's instructions to his followers42 were of a decorum at which not the meekest43 Sunday-school scholar dare have cavilled44.
The three men now on the long ladder, Marsh, Eugene Madrillon, and Will Cummings, found their position untenable; for the flames, reaching all along the wall, were licking at the ladder itself, between Marsh and Eugene. “I can't stand this any longer,” gasped45 Tappingham, “but I can't leave those two up there, either.”
“Not alone,” shouted Cummings from beneath Madrillon. “Let's go up.”
Thus it happened, that when the water came again, and Vanrevel let it fall in a grateful cascade46 upon Crailey and himself, three manly47 voices were heard singing, as three men toiled48 through the billows of rosy gray, below the beleaguered49 pair:
“Oh the noble Duke of York, He had Ten thousand men; He marched them up the side of a house, And marched them down again!”
A head appeared above the eaves, and Marsh, then Eugene, then Cummings, came crawling over the cornice in turn, to join their comrades. They were a gallant50 band, those young gentlemen of Rouen, and they came with the ironical51 song on their lips, and, looking at one another, ragged52 and scarified, burst into hoarse37 but indomitable laughter.
Two others made an attempt to follow, and would not be restrained. It was noticed that parts of the lower ladder had been charring; and the ladder-men were preparing to remove it to a less dangerous point, when old General Trumble and young Jefferson Bareaud made a rush to mount it, and were well upon their upward way before the ladder, weakened at the middle, sagged53, splintered, and broke, Trumble and Bareaud falling with it. And there was the grappling-ladder, dangling54 forty feet above the ground; and there were the five upon the roof.
The Department had no other ladder of more than half the length of the shattered one. Not only the Department, but every soul in Rouen, knew that; and there rose the thick, low sigh of a multitude, a sound frightful55 to hear. It became a groan56, then swelled57 into a deep cry of alarm and lamentation58.
And now, almost simultaneously59, the west wall of the building, and the south wall, and all the southwestern portions of the roof, covered them-selves with voluminous mantles60 of flame, which increased so hugely and with such savage61 rapidity that the one stream on the roof was seen to be but a ridiculous and useless opposition62.
Everybody began to shout advice to his neighbor; and nobody listened even to himself. The firemen were in as great a turmoil63 as was the crowd, while women covered their eyes. Young Frank Chenoweth was sobbing65 curses upon the bruised66 and shaking Trumble and Jefferson Bareaud, who could only stand remorseful68, impotently groaning69, and made no answer.
The walls of the southernmost warehouse followed the roof, crashing inward one after the other, a sacrificial pyre with its purpose consummated70; and in the seeth and flare71 of its passing, Tom Vanrevel again shaded his eyes with his hand, and looked down across the upturned faces. The pedestal with the grotesque carvings72 was still there; but the crowning figure had disappeared—the young goddess was gone. For she, of all that throng73, had an idea in her head, and, after screaming it to every man within reach, only to discover the impossibility of making herself understood in that Babel, she was struggling to make her way toward the second warehouse, through the swaying jam of people. It was a difficult task, as the farther in she managed to go, the denser74 became the press and the more tightly she found the people wedged, until she received involuntary aid from the firemen. In turning their second stream to play ineffectually upon the lower strata75 of flame, they accidentally deflected76 it toward the crowd, who separated wildly, leaving a big gap, of which Miss Betty took instant advantage. She darted77 across, and the next moment, unnoticed, had entered the building through the door which Crailey Gray had opened.
The five young men on the roof were well aware that there was little to do but to wait, and soon they would see which was to win, they or the fire; so they shifted their line of hose to the eastern front of the building—out of harm's way, for a little time, at least—and held the muzzle78 steady, watching its work. And in truth it was not long before they understood which would conquer. The southern and western portions of the building had flung out great flames that fluttered and flared79 on the breeze like Titanic80 flags; and steadily81, slowly, at first, then faster as the seconds flew, the five were driven backward, up the low slope of the roof toward the gable-ridge. Tom Vanrevel held the first joint82 of the nozzle, and he retreated with a sulky face, lifting his foot grudgingly83 at each step. They were all silent, now, and no one spoke84 until Will Cummings faltered85:
“Surely they'll get a rope up to us some way?”
Will knew as well as did the others that there was no way; but his speech struck the sullen86 heart of the chief with remorse67. He turned. “I hope you'll all forgive me for getting you up here.”
A sound, half sob64, half giggle87, came from the parched88 lips of Eugene Madrillon, as he patted Tom on the shoulder without speaking, and Crailey nodded quietly, then left the group and went to the eastern edge of the roof and looked out upon the crowd. Cummings dropped the line and sat down, burying his hot face in his arms, for they all saw that Vanrevel thought “it was no use,” but a question of a few minutes, and they would retreat across the gable and either jump or go down with the roof.
Since the world began, idle and industrious89 philosophers have speculated much upon the thoughts of men about to die; yet it cannot be too ingenuous90 to believe that such thoughts vary as the men, their characters, and conditions of life vary. Nevertheless, pursuant with the traditions of minstrelsy and romance, it is conceivable that young, unmarried men, called upon to face desperate situations, might, at the crucial moment, rush to a common experience of summoning the vision, each of his heart's desire, and to meet, each his doom91, with her name upon his lips.
An extraordinary thing occurred in the present instance, for, by means of some fragmentary remarks let fall at the time, and afterward92 recalled such as Tappingham Marsh's gasping93: “At least it will be on her father's roof!” and from other things later overheard, an inevitable94 deduction95 has been reached that four of the five gentlemen in the perilous96 case herein described were occupied with the vision of the same person, to wit: Miss Elizabeth Carewe, “the last—the prettiest—to come to town!”
Crailey Gray, alone, spoke not at all; but why did he strain and strain his eyes toward that empty' pedestal with the grotesque carvings? Did he seek Fanchon there, or was Miss Carewe the last sweet apparition97 in the fancies of all five of the unhappy young men?
The coincidence of the actual appearance of the lady among them, therefore seemed the more miraculous98, when, wan15 and hopeless, staggering desperately99 backward to the gable-ridge, they heard a clear contralto voice behind them:
“Hadn't you better all come down now?” it said.—“The stairway will be on fire before long.”
Only one thing could have been more shockingly unexpected to the five than that there should be a sixth person on the roof, and this was that the sixth person should be Miss Betty Carewe.
She stood just behind the gable-ridge, smiling amiably102, a most incongruous little pink fan in her hand, the smoke-wreaths partly obscuring her and curling between the five and her white dress, like mists floating across the new moon.
Was it but a kindly103 phantasm of the brain? Was it the incarnation of the last vision of the lost Volunteers? Was it a Valkyrie assuming that lovely likeness104 to perch105 upon this eyrie, waiting to bear their heroic souls to Valhalla, or—was it Miss Betty Carewe?
To the chief she spoke—all of them agreed to that afterward—but it was Crailey who answered, while Tom could only stare, and stand wagging his head at the lovely phantom106, like a Mandarin107 on a shelf.
“My mother in heaven!” gasped Crailey. “How did you come up here?”
“There's a trap in the roof on the other side of the ridge,” she said, and she began to fan herself with the pink fan. “A stairway runs all the way down—old Nelson showed me through these buildings yesterday—and that side isn't on fire yet. I'm so sorry I didn't think of it until a moment ago, because you could have brought the water up that way. But don't you think you'd better come down now?”
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