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"
And
you
've
the
heart
of
a
rabbit
,
"
I
retorted
.
"
One-tenth
the
jacketing
I
have
received
in
San
Quentin
would
have
squeezed
your
rabbit
heart
out
of
your
long
ears
.
"
Oh
,
it
was
a
touch
,
that
,
for
the
Warden
did
have
unusual
ears
.
They
would
have
interested
Lombroso
,
I
am
sure
.
"
As
for
me
,
"
I
went
on
,
"
I
laugh
at
you
,
and
I
wish
no
worse
fate
to
the
loom-room
than
that
you
should
take
charge
of
it
yourself
.
Why
,
you
've
got
me
down
and
worked
your
wickedness
on
me
,
and
still
I
live
and
laugh
in
your
face
.
Inefficient
?
You
ca
n't
even
kill
me
.
Inefficient
?
You
could
n't
kill
a
cornered
rat
with
a
stick
of
dynamite
--
real
dynamite
,
and
not
the
sort
you
are
deluded
into
believing
I
have
hidden
away
.
"
"
Anything
more
?
"
he
demanded
,
when
I
had
ceased
from
my
diatribe
.
And
into
my
mind
flashed
what
I
had
told
Fortini
when
he
pressed
his
insolence
on
me
.
"
Begone
,
you
prison
cur
,
"
I
said
.
"
Take
your
yapping
from
my
door
.
"
It
must
have
been
a
terrible
thing
for
a
man
of
Warden
Atherton
's
stripe
to
be
thus
bearded
by
a
helpless
prisoner
.
His
face
whitened
with
rage
and
his
voice
shook
as
he
threatened
:
"
By
God
,
Standing
,
I
'll
do
for
you
yet
.
"
"
There
is
only
one
thing
you
can
do
,
"
I
said
.
"
You
can
tighten
this
distressingly
loose
jacket
.
If
you
wo
n't
,
then
get
out
.
And
I
do
n't
care
if
you
fail
to
come
back
for
a
week
or
for
the
whole
ten
days
.
"
