Зеленая миля

Chapter 8

           ButIhavenevercompletelydiscountedthepossibilityofdemonicpossession,either.Therewassomethinginhereyes,Itellyou,somethingthatlookedlikefear.OnthatIthinkyoucantrustme;it’sanemotionI’veseentoomuchoftomistake.

           Whateveritwas,itwasgoneinahurry,replacedbyalookoflively,irrationalinterest.Thatunspeakablemouthtrembledinwhatmighthavebeenasmile.

           "Oh,sobig!"shecried.Shesoundedlikealittlegirljustcomingdownwithabadthroatinfection.Shetookherhandsasspongy-whiteasherfaceoutfromunderthecounterpaneandpattedthemtogether."Pulldownyourpants!I’veheardaboutnigger-cocksmywholelifebutneverseenone!"

           Behindme,Mooresmadeasoftgroaningsound,fullofdespair.

           JohnCoffeypaidnoattentiontoanyofit.Afterstandingstillforamoment,asiftoobserveherfromalittledistance,hecrossedtothebed,whichwasilluminatedbyasinglebedsidelamp.Itthrewabrightcircleoflightonthewhitecounterpanedrawnuptothelaceatthethroatofhernightgown.Beyondthebed,inshadow,Isawthechaiselonguewhichbelongedintheparlor.AnafghanMellyhadknittedwithherownhandsinhappierdayslayhalfonthechaiseandhalfonthefloor.ItwashereHalhadbeensleepingdozing,atleastwhenwepulledin.

           AsJohnapproached,herexpressionunderwentathirdchange.

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