Sweeny was accounted very wise, as indeed he was; for he held his position by reason of his discovery that the doctor was supplying his brother, who kept a drugstore outside, with medicines, silk bandages, plasters and surgical instruments. Archie recovered then and went back to Bolt B. After his return things went better for a while, because, to his surprise, the Kid, of whom he had heard in the jail at home, was there working at the machine next to his. The Kid had been transferred to that shop because he had utterly demoralized Bolt A, where he had been working. The little pickpocket, indeed, had been tried on all kinds of work--in the broom factory, in the cigar factory, in the foundry, everywhere, but he could not long be tolerated anywhere. His presence was too diverting. He was taken from the broom shop because he amused himself at the expense of a country boy sent up for grand larceny, whom, as the country boy thought, he was teaching to be a prowler. In the cigar shop he made another unsophisticated boy think that he could teach him the secret of making "cluck," or counterfeit money; and he went so far as to give him a can of soft gray earth, which the convict thought was crude silver, and some broken glass to give the metal the proper ring. The convict hid this rubbish in his cell and jealously guarded it; he was to be released in a month. For a while the warden employed the Kid about the office, but one day he said to one of the trusties, an old life man who had been in the prison twenty years, until his mind had weakened under the confinement: "What do you want to stay around here for? Ain’t there other countries besides this?" The old man sniggered in his silly way, then he went to the warden, and hanging his head with a demented leer said: "Warden, the Kid said there’s other countries besides this." He stood, swaying like a doltish school-boy from side to side, grinning, with his tongue lolling over his lips. The warden summoned the Kid. "What do you mean," he said, "putting notions in old Farlow’s head?" The Kid was surprised. "Oh, come off," said the warden impatiently. "You know--telling him there were other countries besides this?" "Oh!" said the Kid with sudden illumination. "Oh, now I know what you mean!" And he laughed. "He asked me where I was from and I told him Canada. Then he wanted to know if Canada was in this country, and I told him there were other countries besides this." "You’re too smart, Willie," said the warden. "You’d better go back to the shops." They tried all the punishments, the paddle, the battery, the water-cure, the bull rings, but nothing availed to break the Kid’s spirit. Then he was put on a bolt machine.