Зеленая миля

Chapter 3

           Someofthiswasresidualfright,ofcourse(everynowandthenIhadtoremindmyselfthatpartofPercy’sproblemwasthathewasonlytwenty-one,notmucholderthanWharton),butIthinkmostofitwasrage.HehatedDelacroix.Idon’tknowjustwhy,buthedid.

           "GoseeifWardenMooresisstillhere,"ItoldPercy."Ifheis,givehimacompleteverbalreportonwhathappened.Tellhimhe’llhavemywrittenreportonhisdesktomorrow,ifIcanmanageit."

           Percyswelledvisiblyatthisresponsibility;forahorriblemomentortwo,Iactuallythoughthemightsalute."Yes,sir.Iwill."

           "BeginbytellinghimthatthesituationinEBlockisnormal.It’snotastory,andthewardenwon’tappreciateyoudraggingitouttoheightenthesuspense."

           "Iwon’t."

           "Okay.Offyougo."

           Hestartedforthedoor,thenturnedback.Theonethingyoucouldcountonwithhimwascontrariness.Idesperatelywantedhimgone,mygroinwasonfire,andnowhedidn’tseemtowanttogo.

           "Areyouallright,Paul?"heasked."Runningafever,maybe?Gotatouchofthegrippe?Causethere’ssweatalloveryourface."

           "Imighthaveatouchofsomething,butmostlyI’mfine,"Isaid."Goon,Percy,tellthewarden."

           HenoddedandleftthankChristforsmallfavors.Assoonasthedoorwasclosed,Ilungedintomyoffice.

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