As he had told me, and as he told me repeatedly, it was dynamite or curtains.
Captain Jamie was a veteran in dungeon horrors, yet the time came when he broke down under the strain I put on him and on the rest of my torturers.
So desperate did he become that he dared words with the Warden and washed his hands of the affair.

From that day until the end of my torturing he never set foot in solitary.
Yes, and the time came when Warden Atherton grew afraid, although he still persisted in trying to wring from me the hiding-place of the non- existent dynamite.

Toward the last he was badly shaken by Jake Oppenheimer.

Oppenheimer was fearless and outspoken.

He had passed unbroken through all their prison hells, and out of superior will could beard them to their teeth.