CHAPTERVI
TheEverUnpracticalFeminineItwasaninvestigatingnegrochildoftenderyears，who，possessedofapettysenseofcauseandeffect，broughtanilluminativesimplicitytobearupontheproblemoftheforce-pump；andamultitudinousagitationgreetedhisdiscoverythattheengineershadforgottentoconnecttheirpipeswiththeriver。
Thisna媣eomissionwasfataltothesecondwarehouse；thewallburstintoflamebelowCraileyGray，whoclungtothetopoftheladder，choking，stifled，anddizzilyfightingthesparksthatcoveredhim，yetstillclutchingthenozzleofthehose-linetheyhadpassedtohim。Whenthestreamatlastleapedforth，makingthenozzlefightinhisgrasp，hesentitstraightupintotheairandletthecataractfallbackuponhimselfanduponthetwomenbeneathhimontheladder。
Therecameamomentofblessedrelief；andhelookedoutoverthebroadrosybluroffacesinthestreet，wherenoonewonderedmorethanhehowthewaterwastoreachtheroof。Suddenlyhestarted，wipedhiseyeswithhiswetsleeve，andpeeredintentlydownfromundertheshadingarm。Hisrovingglancecrossedthesmokeandflametorestuponatall，whitefigurethatstood，full-lengthabovetheheadsofthepeople，uponapedestalwroughtwiththegrotesqueimagesofboys：agirl’sfigure，stillasnoon，enrapt，likethestatueofsomeyounggoddessforwhomweremadethesesacrificialpyres。Mr。Grayrecognizedhisopportunity。
Ablackenedandunrecognizablefacepeereddownfromtheeaves，andthevoicebelongingtoitsaid，angrily：\"Whydidn’ttheysendupthatlinebeforetheyputthewaterthroughit？\"