But as the daylight waned, it began to be evident that victory would be with the devoted workers.

Although the ever-increasing light in the sky told them that in other directions the fire was spreading with tireless fury, in the neighbourhood of the bridge and the places where it had broken out it had almost wreaked its fury.
It had burned houses, and shops, and churches to the very ground.
The lambent flames still played about the heaps of burning ruins, but the fury of the conflagration had abated through lack of material upon which to feed itself.

Victory remained finally with those who had worked so well to keep the foe in check, and keep in safety the southern portion of the city.

The Master Builder's scheme had been attended with marked success.

The demolished buildings had arrested the progress of the flames, although not without severe labour on the part of those concerned.
When the Harmer family met together to eat and drink after the toils of the day, so wearied out that even the knowledge that the terrible fire was still devouring all before it in other quarters could not keep them from their beds that night, the master of the house said to his friend the Master Builder: "Truly, if other means fail, we had better set about blowing up whole streets of houses in the path of the flames.