Зеленая миля

Chapter 7

           Andherehecame,draggingaguynotmuchbiggerthanabowlingpinbyonearm.Inhisotherhand,Percyhadhisbaton.Histeethwerebaredinastrainedgrimace,andhisfacewasbrightred.Yethedidnotlookentirelyunhappy.Delacroixwastryingtokeepupwithhim,buthehadthelegironson,andnomatterhowfastheshuffledhisfeet,Percypulledhimalongfaster.Isprangoutofthecelljustintimetocatchhimashefell,andthatwashowDelandIwereintroduced.

           Percyroundedonhim,batonraised,andIheldhimbackwithonearm.Brutalcamepuffinguptous,lookingasshockedandnonplussedbyallthisasIfelt.

           "Don’tlethimhitmenomo,m’sieu,"Delacroixbabbled."S’ilvousplat,s’ilvousplat!"

           "Letmeatim,letmeatim!"Percycried,lungingforward.HebegantohitatDelacroix’sshoulderswithhisbaton.Delacroixheldhisarmsup,screaming,andthestickwentwhap-whap-whapagainstthesleevesofhisblueprisonshirt.Isawhimthatnightwiththeshirtoff,andthatboyhadbruisesfromChristmastoEaster.Seeingthemmademefeelbad.Hewasamurderer,andnobody’sdarling,butthat’snotthewaywedidthingsonEBlock.NotuntilPercycame,anyhow.

           "Whoa!Whoa!"Iroared."Quitthat!What’sitallabout,anyway?"IwastryingtogetmybodyinbetweenDelacroix’sandPercy’s,butitwasn’tworkingverywell.Percy’sclubcontinuedtoflailaway,nowononesideofmeandnowontheother.

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