Part Two-12
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?You cant stand up straig you? I smell it on your breath.’
quot;t is a lie, said Doctor Copeland slowly. ——’
truck the wall.
to t resist.
ts trouble ry, these
damn biggity niggers like ted for terrible anger and felt it arise in umbled. t o took o tation and to t trengto ruck rengt time. . s and even struck at tc so t move. t by foot to a cell was opened. Someone beo he floor.
In te men ce prisoner more teen years of age. tor Copeland lay on to them.
you Doctor Copeland?’
he said yes.
*My name Dary e. You taken out my sisters tonsils last year.’
ted ten odor. A pail brimming ely , for in plates he floor. his dinner of cabbage and cornbread was beside him.
on tly several times. hen
tled in . After a o sneeze also. Doctor Copeland ran out of squares of paper and o use ss from a notebook in . te boyleaned over t ter run from o t of . ed, he edge of a bunk and groaned.
Soon t to tory, and on turn to occupy four bunks. to a bunk together.
t in t. keep tered and up y blanket e boy, t tate upon trong, true purpose and drarengt. he misery in him.
tide of urned. A seemed o a place .
t morning t. trange Souter its end. Doctor Copeland tle group ed outside there.
Portia and also.
t see them clearly.
t.
Fat you kno aint no o a t and .’
o a ten-cent taxicab, and to te pillow.
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ICK could not sleep all