The water only rose eight inches, and stopped, without Dick Sand being obliged to close the hole.

The equilibrium was established between the level within and that outside.

The summit of the cone emerged.

Mrs.Weldon and her companions were saved.
At once, after a frantic hurra, in which Hercules's thundering voice prevailed, the cutlasses were put to work.

The summit, quickly attacked, gradually crumbled.