"No, no! I am better now," said Mrs Hallam hoarsely. "Let us go on. Did you see?" she whispered, turning to Bayle. "See?" he said reproachfully. "Yes; but I tried so hard to spare you this scene." "Yes; but it was to be," she said in the same hoarse whisper, as, with one hand she held Julia from her, and spoke almost in her companion's ear. "You did not know him," she said. "I did; at once." "That man?" "Yes." Then, after a painful pause, she added: "It was Stephen Crellock." "Her husband's associate and friend," said Bayle, as he stood outside the prison gates waiting; for, after the presentation of the proper forms, Millicent Hallam and her child had been admitted by special permission to see the prisoner named upon their pass, and Christie Bayle remained without, seeing in imagination the meeting between husband, wife, and child, and as he waited, seated on a block of stone, his head went down upon his hands, and his spirit sank very low, for all was dark upon the life-path now ahead. VOLUME THREE, CHAPTER TWENTY. IN THE CONVICT BARRACKS. "Be firm, my darling," whispered Mrs Hallam; and as they followed their guide, hand in hand, Julia seemed to take strength and fortitude from the proud, pale face, and eyes bright with matronly love and hope. "Mother!" Only that word, but it was enough. Millicent Hallam was satisfied, for she read in the tone and in the look that accompanied it the fact that her teaching had not been in vain, and that she had come to meet her martyr husband with the love of wife and child. The officer who showed them into a bare room, with its grated windows, glanced at them curiously before leaving: and then they had to wait through, what seemed to them, an age of agony, listening to the slow, regular tramp of a couple of sentries, one seeming to be in a passage close at hand, the other beneath the window of the room where they were seated upon a rough bench. "Courage! my child," said Mrs Hallam, looking at Julia with a smile; and then it was the latter who had to start up and support her, for there was the distant sound of feet, and Mrs Hallam's face contracted as from some terrible spasm, and she swayed heavily sidewise. "Heaven give me strength!" she groaned; and then, clinging together, the suffering women watched the door as the heavy tramp came nearer, and with it a strange hollow, echoing sound.