“I do not know, sir. While I was lifting these anvils and placing them where we could load them for shipment, he disappeared.”
“Go on! What are you giving me? You alone lifting these anvils?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Do you know that you are not strong enough to lift one end of any one of them, not even the smallest-sized one there?”
“Well, I do not understand, myself, how I did it, but I did.”
“I think that I shall have to take you to ‘the carpet.’ You are astray from work in some part of this prison.”
Dear, oh, dear! Back to “the carpet”! On the way I could hear a hearty laughing, and I felt that I was being ridiculed by my fellow-men, because I was taken so often to the so-called “carpet.” As we knew, usually when an officer was taking a prisoner to the office many times, he was sent for as a punishment for disobeying. In another moment I thought I could not have heard the prisoners laugh, as that was against the rules. Then what did I hear?
We at last reached the office, only to find the superintendent gone, the door locked, and no way of getting in, as the door of the office leads inside of the prison walls. Therefore it is necessary to have locked doors at all times.