iron structures of the first-floor and second-floor corridors. The WARDER INSTRUCTOR, a bearded man in blue uniform, with an apron, and some dangling keys, is just emerging from one of the cells.       

       INSTRUCTOR. [Speaking from the door into the cell] I'll have another bit for you when that's finished.     

       O'CLEARY. [Unseen—in an Irish voice] Little doubt o' that, sirr.     

       INSTRUCTOR. [Gossiping] Well, you'd rather have it than nothing, I s'pose.     

       O'CLEARY. An' that's the blessed truth.     

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         Sounds are heard of a cell door being closed and locked, and of approaching footsteps.       

       INSTRUCTOR. [In a sharp, changed voice] Look alive over it!     

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         He shuts the cell door, and stands at attention. The GOVERNOR comes walking down the corridor, followed by WOODER.       

       THE GOVERNOR. Anything to report?     

       INSTRUCTOR. [Saluting] Q 3007 [he points to a cell] is behind with his work, sir. He'll lose marks to-day.     

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         The GOVERNOR nods and passes on to the end cell. The INSTRUCTOR goes away.       

       THE GOVERNOR. This is our maker of saws, isn't it?     

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         He takes the saw from his pocket as WOODER throws open the door of the cell. The convict MOANEY is seen lying on his bed, athwart the cell, with his cap on. He springs up and stands in the middle of the cell. He is a raw-boned fellow, about fifty-six years old, with outstanding bat's ears and fierce, staring, steel-coloured eyes.       

       WOODER. Cap off! [MOANEY removes his cap] Out here! [MOANEY Comes to the door]     

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