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SURPRISE FOR THE BOYS
says he’d like to see it. I told him we haven’t got time to arrange it. . . . Wait a minute. Hold on, Fallow.
Boy. — Mr. Brady, here’s a report I was told to give to you.
Brady. — Wow! One of the boys just got hold of Chief Bentley of the Bureau of Combustibles. Bentley says even if all the fulminate of mercury in the world exploded inside a man’s stomach it wouldn’t do much damage because the body would smother the explosion. Yeah, Fallow . . . Bentley says the fulminate of mercury would only “pothole.” Kosky might be a mess on the floor, but nobody would get hurt. He never could knock the walls down. . . . He couldn’t even shake the walls.
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Stewart. — Stewart only on filter.
Fallow. — Hello, Stew? Fallow.
Stewart. — Say, did Kosky get away ?
Fallow. — Yeah, he’s gone. And it looks like he won’t comeback. Here’s the picture. Kosky gets off the hot seat and walks over and grabs B lathery by the scruff of the neck. You ought to see Blathery squirm. It did my heart good. The warden is out cold, so he ain’t no use at all, and all the others are standin’ there, ’cause Blathery holds the power o’life and death over their jobs, and they dam well know it. Then Kosky says in a very gentle voice . . .
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Direction. — Filter out.
Kosky. — Mr. Blathery . . . you’re my friend, aren’t you ?
Blathery. — Why, Kosky! Kosky! Of course, I’m your friend! You know that.
Kosky. — Well, that’s fine. Because you and I are going for a little walk together right this minute, and if you come gently and do what I tell you I won’t harm a hair on your head. However — however, if you act the slightest bit as if you weren’t going to do exactly what I tell you, or if any of the men in this room try to follow us, or if anybody gives an alarm so that people outside start shooting at me, I am afraid I am going to develop a sudden, severe attack of stomach cramps. And you know what that means.
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