Chapter 33

"'Not a sound!' he roared. 'Not a sound. You can hear that bell for fifteen miles--and there wasn't a sound. Only as I passed by--damn it, why, the platform on which the bell is built nearly grazed my wireless--I looked up. Man! I tell you the bell was ringing right enough--I could see it through the fog--but no sound came. Only above the beat of the engine, I thought I heard a steady thud, thud, thud in time with the beat of the bell. But maybe it was my imagination.'" * * * * * Jock Ma…