 There is another way. We will blast the rock to smithereens. Gunpowder. Yes. To work, Hans, to work. I come, I come, master. What is it you wish? I have a coal bar and big eggs. You are to make a cavity in the rock here, Hans. No, lower down. Here. A cavity big enough to hold 50 pounds of gun cotton. You understand? Oh, yes, I understand. A big hole here. I will see to it. Now hurry, my boy.