ck to where it had come from -just a quick and easy-looking flick of the wrist, but that
throw had some mustard on it, just the same. I could see a lot of people were watching us
with one eye as they went about their business. Probably the guards in tile tower were
watching, too. I won‘t gild the lily; there are cons that swing weight in any prison, maybe
four or five in a small one, maybe two or three dozen in a big one. At Shawshank I was
one of those with some weight, and what I thought of Andy Dufresne would have a lot to
do with how his time went. He probably knew it too, but he wasn‘t kowtowing or sucking
up to me, and I respected him for that.
‘Fair enough. Ill tell you what it is and why I want it A rock-hammer looks like a
miniature pickaxe - about so long.‘ He held his hands about a foot apart, and that was
when I first noticed how neatly kept his nails were. ‘It‘s got a small sharp pick on one end
and a fiat, blunt hammerhead on the other. I want it because I like rocks.‘
‘Rocks,‘ I said.
‘Squat down here a minute,‘ he said.
I humoured him. We hunkered down on our haunches like Indians.
Andy took a handful of exercise yard dirt and began to sift it between his neat hands, so it
emerged in a fine cloud. Small pebbles were left over, one or two sparkly, the rest dull
and plain. One of the dull ones was quartz, but it was only dull until you‘d rubbed it
clean. Then it had a nice milky glow. Andy did the cleaning and then tossed it to me. I
caught it and named it.
‘Quartz, sure,‘ he said, ‘And look. Mica. Shale, silted granite. Here‘s a piece of graded
limestone, from when they cut this place out of the side of the hill.‘ He tossed them away
and dusted his hands. ‘I‘m a rockhound. At least... I was a rockhound. In my old life. I‘d
like to be one again, on a limited scale.‘
‘Sunday expeditions in the exercise yard?‘ I asked, standing up. It was a silly idea, and yet
... seeing that little piece of quartz had given my heart a funny tweak. I don‘t know
exactly why; just an association with the outside world, I suppose. You didn‘t think of
such things in terms of the yard. Quartz was something you picked out of a small, quickrunning
stream.
‘Better to have Sunday expeditions here than no Sunday expeditions at all,‘ he said.
‘You could plant an item like that rock-hammer in somebody‘s skull,‘ I remarked.
‘I have no enemies here,‘ he said quietly.
‘No?‘ I smiled. ‘Wait awhile.‘
‘If there‘s trouble, I can handle it without using a rock-hammer.‘
‘Maybe you want to try an escape? Going under the wall? Because if you do -‘
He laughed politely. When I saw the rock-hammer three weeks later, I understood why.
"You know,‘ I said, *if anyone sees you with it, they‘ll take it may. If tbey saw you with a
spoon, they‘d take it away. i: you going to do, just sit down here in the yard and 3‘ away?‘
"Oh, I believe I can do a lot better than that.‘
I nodded. That part of it really wasn‘t my business, anyway. A man engages my services
to get him something. Whether he can keep it or not after I get it is his business.
‘How much would an item like that go for?‘ I asked. I was Beginning to enjoy his quiet,
low-key style. When you‘ve spent ten years in stir, as I had then, you can get awfully
tired of the bellowers and the braggarts and the loud-mouths. Yes, I dink it would be fair
to say I liked Andy from the first.
‘Eight dollars in any rock-and-gem shop,‘ he said, ‘but I realize that in a business like
yours you work on a cost-plus basis-‘
‘Cost plus ten per cent is my going rate, but I have to go up some on a dangerous item.
For something like the gadget you‘re talking about, it takes a little more goose-grease to
get the wheels turning. Let‘s say ten dollars.‘
‘Ten it is‘
I looked at him, smiling a little. ‘Have you got ten dollars?‘
‘I do,‘ he said quietly.
A long time after, I discov

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