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Bake to fry his ass！'
〃Don't worry about Old Sparky；〃 I said absently。 〃He makes the big 'uns little。〃
Dean pinched the sides of his nose； where there were a couple of angry red patches from his glasses； and nodded。 〃Yep；〃 he said。 〃Some truth to that； all right。〃
I asked； 〃Do either of you know where he came from before he showed up in 。。。 Tefton？ It was Tefton； wasn't it？〃
〃Yep；〃 Dean said。 〃Tefton； down in Trapingus County。 Before he showed up there and did what he did； no one seems to know。 He just drifted around； I guess。 You might be able to find out a little more from the newspapers in the prison library； if you're really interested。 They probably won't get around to moving those until next week。〃 He grinned。 〃You might have to listen to your little buddy bitching and moaning upstairs； though。〃
〃I might just go have a peek； anyway；〃 I said； and later on that afternoon I did。
The prison library was in back of the building that was going to bee the prison auto shop … at least that was the plan。 More pork in someone's pocket was what I thought； but the Depression was on； and I kept my opinions to myself … the way I should have kept my mouth shut about Percy； but sometimes a man just can't keep it clapped tight。 A man's mouth gets him in more trouble than his pecker ever could； most of the time。 And the auto shop never happened； anyway … the next spring； the prison moved sixty miles down the road to Brighton。 More backroom deals； I
