Folding the cloth round the neck of the sheep, he dragged it forward, with an ease which showed great strength, and threw it into a pit that yawned at the side.

Souse went the sheep into a murky, muddy pool and disappeared.

But suddenly its head came up and then its shoulders.

And it began half to walk and half swim down what appeared to be a narrow boxlike ditch that contained other floundering sheep.

Then Carley saw men on each side of this ditch bending over with poles that had crooks at the end, and their work was to press and pull the sheep along to the end of the ditch, and drive them up a boarded incline into another corral where many other sheep huddled, now a dirty muddy color like the liquid into which they had been emersed.