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Show page 148 "Trying to s t a r t a big r u s t l i n g scheme," Curly agreed. Lonnie gathered up h i s cutdown clothes and went to the shower. After he returned Jake and Milton came over to his bunk. "Boy, we got a nice farm," Milton said. "Meat on the t a b l e every day," Jake said. "You'd run over me and General Burnside with a t r a c t o r or something," Lonnie said. "You c a n ' t see very good; couldn't see the right cow." He flopped on his bunk face down u n t i l Jake and Milton moved away, to the laughter of Red and Curly. Red waited u n t i l long a f t e r lights were out, then went to Lonnie's bunk. "Kid, I heard what the lady said. When you get downstairs you gonna look out after your old buddy, send him up some jam, cigarettes and stuff, like he looked after you?" "Just like you looked a f t e r me," Lonnie said. "Well, that - okay, kid, okay. Remember me and CUrly now. We shore meant to do you a lot of good." Lonnie sat up, l i s t e n i n g , then ran to the j a i l window. Red followed. "Be q u i e t , kid. What's the matter?" "I heard General Burnside." "I swear, me trying to talk sense and you s t i l l thinking of that cat." Red slipped back to his bunk and stared through cigarette smoke at Lonnie at the window. On Main street a rumble of tractor-trailer rigs, their grinding stop-and-go at the grade crossing, disturbed the night. The courthouse clock struck |