the　time　Brutal　showed　me　the　hole　in　the　beam　and　we　found　the　colored　splinters；　I　moved　a　chair　out　of　the　restraint　room's　east　corner　and　found　a　little　pile　of　mouse　turds　back　there。　He　had　always　gone　back　to　the　same　place　to　do　his　business；　seemingly；　and　as　far　from　us　as　he　could　get。　Here's　another　thing：　I　never　saw　him　peeing；　and　usually　mice　can　hardly　turn　the　faucet　off　for　two　minutes　at　a　time；　especially　while　they're　eating。　I　told　you；　the　damned　thing　was　one　of　God's　mysteries。

A　week　or　so　after　Mr。　Jingles　had　settled　into　the　cigar　box；　Delacroix　called　me　and　Brutal　down　to　his　cell　to　see　something。　He　did　that　so　much　it　was　annoying　…　if　Mr。　Jingles　so　much　a