He said if the water lies all about on the top of the ceiling, it breaks it down, but if you make holes the water will only come through the holes and you can put pails under the holes to catch it.' So we made nine holes in the ceiling with the poker, and put pails, baths and tubs under, and now there was not so much water on the floor.
But we had to keep on working like niggers, and Mrs Pettigrew and Alice worked the same.
About five in the morning the rain stopped; about seven the water did not come in so fast, and presently it only dripped slowly.

Our task was done.
This is the only time I was ever up all night.

I wish it happened oftener.

We did not go back to bed then, but dressed and went down.

We all went to sleep in the afternoon, though.