Then, even as the teams were dragging the loads from the excavation, Carrigan passed to a foreman the word that announced the end of work.

It ran along the canal from mouth to mouth, at first in a call but finally in a shout that swelled to a roar of exultation.

That roar rang over the snow and through the night like the cry of an army which has gained a walled city.
"Done!" said Bryant, to himself.
Back to the camps trooped the teams and men by the flare of the torches they carried in jubilation.

Not a soul in all that company but felt the triumph beating in Lee's heart.

Finished, built! Despite frost and snow they had driven the iron furrow through to the end, and on time.