The Big House Page #2

I said, put them up

in his pocket.

Gee!

It reminds me

of sadie.

Gee...

sadie was

a good old skirt.

I shouldn't

have slipped her that ant poison.

I should have just batted her in the jaw

get off

of my stones, will you?

Get back in line there!

Hey, is everything

all set?

Sure.

Quiet.

Here he comes.

Uh, kent, we hear

you're slated to get out soon.

What do you mean?

Who told you that?

Jim's a trustee

over in the warden's office.

He's in

on everything.

And he heard

something about me?

Yeah. The warden says

you're too nice a kid to keep here.

They're

going to sure, let me go? They are.

How soon?

Oh, just as soon

as the warden

gets

the o.k. From the governor.

Are you

kent marlowe?

Yeah.

Wallace

wants to see you.

What does he want

to see me for?

Why, to tell you

the good news-that you've been pardoned.

Wait a minute.

Well, ain't you

gonna say good-bye?

Sure. Good-bye.

Be good, kent.

So long, kid.

Hey!

Where

you headed?

Captain wallace

wants to see me.

You can't

go in there. Get back.

What's the row out here?

They said you wanted

to see me, sir, about my parole.

Who said that?

Well, they did-

that trustee over there where...

it's true, isn't it?

They weren't

ribbing me, were they?

Sure. They're

kidding you, kent.

Well, then i'm

not going out?

No. You're going

to be with us for a long time.

Go on. Beat it.

You're not sore,

are you?

What's

the matter, boy?

Are you

going home?

Hey, you!

Don't gang up here.

Come on.

Keep this place clear.

Scatter out.

Hey, pop.

Any letters

for me?

Move on, now.

If there was,

i wouldn't give them to you.

Aw, go on.

Be a sport, will you?

Are there any

letters for morgan?

You know, pop,

if all the screws were like you-

oh, you cut out

the applesauce

and don't be

calling the guards screws.

Yes, sir.

No letters

for you, morgan,

but i've got ones

for butch and kent.

Fine. I'll

take them to them. Thanks, pop.

I used to

milk a cow all the time.

Letter for you,

butch.

Letter for-

for me?

Yes, you.

Gee, why don't

those dames let me alone?

You're such a deal,

butch,

you can't

blame them.

Where's kent?

Haven't

seen him.

Hey, stick around.

I'll bet this is a hot one.

Oh, boy.

Look at that.

Why, it's

from myrtle.

Myrtle?

Yeah.

But i thought

you croaked her.

No. That was sadie.

This girl is nuts

about me.

About you?

Yes, me!

Wait a minute.

I'll show you.

"Dear sweetheart..."

"how i miss

my great big boy.

You have it."

Hot doggy.

"The only fun i get

is sleeping

because then i dream

about you every night."

The rest of this

is too juicy for you guys.

Nobody gets

to read this

but me

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