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There was noise in the yard, the noise of men’s voices lifted unrestrained, like the voices of boys in a school-yard. The convicts had thrown themselves into play with violence.

Two sides were busy in a ball game. A ring of stripes-clad spectators pressed close about the home-plate where “Shorty,” the shock-headed, square-bodied little safe-cracker, was standing, swinging his bat in circles, bringing it down upon the plate resoundingly. He was jeering the pitcher, a long pale-faced sneak-thief who, winding himself up ostentatiously for his delivery, looked in his stripes like a snake upright on its tail. And behind this one and to the right, a short wiry pickpocket bent his body and straightened it nervously, and rubbed his Rh