Of course he swore it did, on the witness stand.

But I have known prison guards take oath to worse perjuries than that.
Ed Morrell was eager to know if I had succeeded with the experiment; but when he attempted to talk with me he was shut up by Smith, the guard who happened to be on duty in solitary.
"That's all right, Ed," I rapped to him.

"You and Jake keep quiet, and I'll tell you about it.

Smith can't prevent you from listening, and he can't prevent me from talking.

They have done their worst, and I am still here." "Cut that out, Standing!" Smith bellowed at me from the corridor on which all the cells opened.
Smith was a peculiarly saturnine individual, by far the most cruel and vindictive of our guards.