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Withlike a blacksmith at Joe's broad shoulder, I

looked all about for any sign of the convicts I could see none, I could

hear none Mr Wopsle had greatly alar; but I knew the sounds by this time, and

could dissociate theot a dreadful

start, when I thought I heard the file still going; but it was only a

sheep-bell The sheep stopped in their eating and looked timidly at

us; and the cattle, their heads turned from the wind and sleet, stared

angrily as if they held us responsible for both annoyances; but, except

these things, and the shudder of the dying day in every blade of grass,

there was no break in the bleak stillness of theon in the direction of the old Battery, and ereon a little way behind them, when, all of a sudden, we all

stopped For there had reached us on the wings of the wind and rain, a

long shout It was repeated It was at a distance towards the east, but

it was long and loud Nay, there seeht judge froeant and the nearestunder

their breath, when Joe and I caood judge) agreed, and Mr Wopsle (as a bad judge)