itched to the stone itself。 The stone rested on the wooden raft of the sledge； and the sledge rode atop seven or eight of the small rollers at a time。 The sledge moved forward； passing over new rollers waiting in front。 As the rollers emerged from the back； one of the boys immediately yanked the roller out from under the ropes hitched to the trailing team； raced to the front； and laid it in place directly behind the lead team。
It meant that each man ran about five miles for every mile the stone traveled。
Taleswapper tried to take his turn； but David； Calm； and Measure wouldn't hear of it。 He ended up tending the trailing team； with Alvin perched atop one of the horses。 Miller drove the leading team； walking backward half the time to make sure he wasn't going too fast for the boys to keep up。
Hour after hour they went on。 Miller offered to let them stop and rest； but they seemed not to tire； and Taleswapper was amazed to see how the rollers held up。 Not a one split on a rock or from the sheer weight of the stone。 They got scuffed and dented； but that was about all。
And as the sun sank to about two fingers above the horizon； awash in the ruddy clouds of the western sky； Taleswapper recognized the meadow opening up before them。 They had made the whole journey in a single afternoon。
〃I think I got the strongest brothers in the whole world；〃 Alvin murmured。
I have no doubt of it； Taleswapper said silently。 You who can cut a stone from the mountain without hands； because you 〃find〃 the right fractures in the rock； it's no surprise that your brothers find in themselves exactly as much strength as you believe they have。 Taleswapper tried again； as he had tried so many times before； to puzzle out the nature of the hidden powers。 Surely there was some natural law that governed their use Old Ben had always said so。 And yet here was this boy who； by mere belief and desire； could cut stone like butter and give strength to his brothers。 There was a theory that the hidden power came from friendship with a particular element； but which was it that could do all that Alvin did？ Earth？ Air？ Fire？ Certainly not water； for Taleswapper knew that Miller's stories were all true。 Why was it that Alvin Junior could wish for something； and the earth itself would bend to his will； while others could long for things and never cause so much as a breeze to blow？
They needed lanterns inside the millhouse by the time they rolled the stone through the doors。 〃Might as well lay it in place tonight；〃 said Miller。 Taleswapper imagined the fears that ran through Miller's mind。 If he left the stone upright； it would surely roll in the morning and crush a particular child as he innocently carried water up to the house。 Since the stone had miraculously e down from the mountain in a single day； it would be foolish to leave it anywhere but in its proper place； on the foundation of rammed earth and stone in the millhouse。
They brought a team inside and hitched it to the stone； as they had when they lowered it on the sledge back by the quarry。 The team would pull against the weight of the stone as they levered it downward onto the foundation。
At the moment； though； the stone was resting on built…up earth just outside the circle of foundation stones。 Measure and Calm were working their lever poles under the outside edge of the stone； ready to pry it up and make it fall into place。 The stone rocked a little as they worked。 David was holding the horses； since it would be a disaster if they pulled too soon and rocked the stone over the wrong way； to lie on its dress face in the plain dirt。
Taleswapper stood aside； watching as Miller directed his sons with useless calls of 〃Careful there〃 and 〃Steady now。〃 Alvin had been beside him ever since they brought the millstone inside。 One of the horses got jumpy。 Miller reacted at once。 〃Calm； go help your brother with the horses！〃 Miller also took a step that way。
At that moment； Taleswapper realized that Alvin was not beside him； after all。 He was carrying a broom； walking briskly toward the millstone。 Perhaps he had seen some loose stones lying on the foundation； he had to sweep them away； didn't he？ The horses backed up； the lines went slack。 Taleswapper realized； just as Alvin got behind the stone； that with ropes so slack there'd be nothing to keep the stone from falling all the way over； if it should fall at just this moment。
Surely it would not fall； in a reasonable world。 But Taleswapper knew by now that it was not a reasonable world at all。 Alvin Junior had a powerful； invisible enemy； and it would not miss such a chance as this。
Taleswapper bounded forward。 Just as he came level with the stone； he felt a lurching in the earth under his feet； a collapse of the firm dirt。 Not much； just a few inches； but it was enough to let the inside lip of the millstone fall that much； which rocked the top of the great wheel more than two feet； and so quickly that the momentum could not be stopped。 The millstone would fall all the way down； right into its proper place on the foundation； with Alvin Junior underneath； ground like grain under the stone。
With a shout； Taleswapper caught hold of Alvin's arm and yanked him back； away from the stone。 Only then did Alvin see the great stone falling upon him。 Taleswapper had enough force in his movement to carry the boy several feet back； but it was not quite enough。 The boy's legs still lay in the stone's shadow。 It was falling fast now； too fast for Taleswapper to respond； to do anything but watch it crush Alvin's legs。 He knew that such an injury was the same as death； except that it would take longer。 He had failed。
In that moment； though； as he watched the stone in its murderous fall； he saw a crack appear in the stone and； in less than an instant； it became a clean split right through the stone。 The two halves leapt apart from each other； each with such a movement that it would fall beside Alvin's leg； not touching him。
No sooner had Taleswapper seen lantern light through the middle of the stone than Alvin himself cried； 〃No！〃
To anyone else； it would seem the boy was shouting at the fall of the stone； at his impending death。 But to Taleswapper； lying on the ground beside the boy； with the light of the lantern dazzling through the split in the millstone； the cry meant something else altogether。 Heedless of his own danger； as children usually are； Alvin was crying out against the breaking of the millstone。 After all his work； and the labors in bringing the stone home； he could not bear to see it breaking。
And because he could not bear it； it did not happen。 The halves of the stone jumped back together like a needle umping at a magnet； and the stone fell in one piece。
The shadow of the stone had exaggerated its footprint on the ground。 It did not crush both Alvin's legs。 His left leg； in fact； was pletely clear of the stone； tucked up under him as it was。 The right leg； however； lay so that the rim of the stone overlapped his shin by two inches at the widest point。 Since Alvin was still pulling his legs away； the blow from the stone pushed it further in the direction it was already going。 It peeled off all the skin and muscle； right down to the bone； but it did not catch the leg directly when it came to rest。 The leg might not even have broken； had the broom not been lying crosswise under it。 The stone drove Alvin's leg downward against the broom handle； just hard enough to snap both bones of the lower leg clean in half。 The sharp edges of the bone broke the skin and came to rest like two sides of a vise； gripping the broom handle。 But the leg was not under the millstone； and the bones were broken cleanly； not ground to dust under the rock。
The air was filled with the crash of stone on stone； the great…throated shouts of men surprised by grief； and above all the piercing cry of agony from one boy who was never so young and frail as now。
By the time anyone else could get there； Taleswapper had seen that both Alvin's legs were free of the stone。 Alvin tried to sit up and look at his injury。 Either the sight or the pain of it was too much for him； and he fainted。 Alvin's father reached him then； he had not been nearest； but he had moved faster than Alvin's brothers。 Taleswapper tried to reassure him； for with the bones gripping the broom handle； the leg did not look broken。 Miller lifted his son； but the leg would not e； and even unconscious the pain wrung a cruel moan from the boy。 It was Measure who steeled himself to pull on the leg and free it from the broom handle。
David already held a lantern； and as Miller carried the boy； David ran alongside； lighting the way。 Measure and Calm would have followed； but Taleswapper called to them。 〃The womenfolk are there； and David； and your father；〃 he said。 〃Someone needs to see to all this。〃
〃You're right；〃 said Calm。 〃Father won't be eager to e down here soon。〃
The young men used levers to raise the stone enough that Taleswapper could pull out the broom handle and the ropes that were still tied to the horses。 The three of them cleared all the equipment out of the millhouse； then stabled the horses and put away the tools and supplies。 Only then d