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"Examine him," he ordered Doctor Jackson.
That wretched apology of a creature stripped from me my dirt-
exposed my poor wasted body, the skin ridged like brown parchment
The examination was shamelessly perfunctory.
"Will he stand.html">stand it?" the Warden demanded.
"Yes," Doctor Jackson answered.
"How's the heart?"
"Splendid."
"You think he'll stand ten days of it, Doc.?"
"Sure."
"I don't believe it," the Warden announced savagely. "But we'll try
The Warden seemed to debate with himself for a moment.
"Roll over," he commanded.
I made several efforts, but was too weak to succeed, and could only
Warden. "Lend him a hand. I can't waste any more time on him."
So they rolled me over on my back, where I stared up into Warden
to. I am/am.html">am/am.html">am sick and tired of your stubbornness. My patience is
days in the jacket. You can figure your chances. But I am going to
moment it is in my hands I'll take you out of here. You can bathe
on hospital grub, and then I'll put you trusty in the library. You
squealing on anybody. You are the only person in San Quentin who
giving in, and you'll be all to the good from the moment you do give
the Warden was that it meant death in the jacket. And then I
now, if ever, was the time to practise the faith.html">faith of it. I smiled up
faith in the proposition I made to him.
"Warden," I said, "do you see the way I am smiling? Well, if, at
the same way, will you give a sack of Bull Durham and a package of
snorted.
Warden Atherton was a choleric man, and he took my request for
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