1 He took his seat in the prisoners' pen and sat gazing at them in helpless agony.
2 Naturally, the aspect of prison life was changed for Jurgis by the arrival of a cell mate.
3 The prisoners roomed two in a cell, but that day there was one left over, and he was the one.
4 Also he introduced Jurgis to many of the other prisoners, nearly half of whom he knew by name.
5 Many of the prisoners had their meals brought in from a restaurant, but Jurgis had no money for that.
6 This time Jurgis was bound for the "Bridewell," a petty jail where Cook County prisoners serve their time.
7 And so, when he was turned out of prison again, without a penny in his pocket, he went straight to Jack Duane.
8 So he doffed his prison garb, and put on his old fertilizer clothing, and heard the door of the prison clang behind him.
9 He was jerked out of the way, into a room with the convicted prisoners, where he sat and wept like a child in his impotent rage.
10 It would have been quite intolerable, staying in a cell with this wild beast, but for the fact that all day long the prisoners were put at work breaking stone.
11 As the prison breakfast had not been liberal, Jurgis had a good appetite, and they had a little feast together, talking meanwhile of Elzbieta and the children and old times.
12 They thrust him into a cell room, where other prisoners were waiting; and as soon as court had adjourned they led him down with them into the "Black Maria," and drove him away.
13 And then, while some of the other prisoners gathered round he told his wild story; most of them were incredulous, but Duane knew that Jurgis could never have made up such a yarn as that.
14 There is one kind of prison where the man is behind bars, and everything that he desires is outside; and there is another kind where the things are behind the bars, and the man is outside.
15 He was one of the latter; and all outdoors, all life, was to him one colossal prison, which he paced like a pent-up tiger, trying one bar after another, and finding them all beyond his power.
16 At one side of the court was a place for visitors, cut off by two heavy wire screens, a foot apart, so that nothing could be passed in to the prisoners; here Jurgis watched anxiously, but there came no one to see him.
17 They took him to a room where other prisoners were waiting and here he stayed until court adjourned, when he had another long and bitterly cold ride in a patrol wagon to the county jail, which is on the north side of the city, and nine or ten miles from the stockyards.
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