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I
made
as
if
to
do
just
that
,
raising
the
tin
cup
(
battered
all
up
and
down
the
sides
from
many
angry
bangings
on
many
sets
of
cell
bars
)
to
my
lips
.
Wharton
was
off
the
bunk
in
a
flash
,
which
did
n't
surprise
me
.
It
was
n't
a
high-risk
bluff
;
most
deep
cons
--
lifers
,
rapists
,
and
the
men
slated
for
Old
Sparky
--
are
pigs
for
their
sweets
,
and
this
one
was
no
exception
.
"
Gim
me
that
,
you
clunk
,
"
Wharton
said
.
He
spoke
as
if
he
were
the
foreman
and
I
was
just
another
lowly
peon
.
"
Give
it
to
the
Kid
.
"
I
held
it
just
outside
the
bars
,
letting
him
be
the
one
to
reach
through
.
Doing
it
the
other
way
around
is
a
recipe
for
disaster
,
as
any
long-time
prison
screw
will
tell
you
.
That
was
the
kind
of
stuff
we
thought
of
without
even
knowing
we
were
thinking
of
it
--
the
way
we
knew
not
to
let
the
cons
call
us
by
our
first
names
,
the
way
we
knew
that
the
sound
of
rapidly
jingling
keys
meant
trouble
on
the
block
,
because
it
was
the
sound
of
a
prison
guard
running
and
prison
guards
never
run
unless
there
's
trouble
in
the
valley
.
Stuff
Percy
Wetmore
was
never
going
to
get
wise
to
.
Tonight
,
however
,
Wharton
had
no
interest
in
grabbing
or
choking
.
He
snatched
the
tin
cup
,
downed
the
pop
in
three
long
swallows
,
then
voiced
a
resounding
belch
.
"
Excellent
!
"
he
said
.
I
held
my
hand
out
.
"
Cup
.
"
He
held
it
for
a
moment
,
teasing
with
his
eyes
.
"
Suppose
I
keep
it
?
"
I
shrugged
.
"
We
'll
come
in
and
take
it
back
.
You
'll
go
down
to
the
little
room
.
And
you
will
have
drunk
your
last
R.C.
Unless
they
serve
it
down
in
hell
,
that
is
.
"
His
smile
faded
.
"
I
do
n't
like
jokes
about
hell
,
screwtip
.
"
He
thrust
the
cup
out
through
the
bars
.
"
Here
.
Take
it
.
"
I
took
it
.
From
behind
me
,
Percy
said
:
"
Why
in
God
's
name
did
you
want
to
give
a
lugoon
like
him
a
soda-pop
?
"
