The warden came stumbling out onto the screened verandah, dressed only in a pair of underpants.

So I thought, until the warden came to my cell.

And I did, fearing if the warden came again, it would be Malvio he brought.

The warden did not come that day, nor the next.

On the third day, the warden came.

The warden, he come four minutes after that with six men.

The warden, however, did not come unencumbered.

Just as I did so the grand warden came running right at us, but he didn't see us.

A warden came by, passing out colored construction flags.

The warden came closer, confusion all over his middle-pretty face.