Зеленая миля

Chapter 7

           

           Iwentthroughmysetspeech,allabouthowwehadtheradioMakeBelieveBallroomandOurGalSunday,andhowwe’dtreathimjakeifhedidthesameforus.Thatlittlehomilywasnotwhatyou’dcalloneofmygreatsuccesses.Hecriedallthewaythroughit,sittinghuddledupatthefootofhisbunk,asfarfrommeashecouldgetwithoutactuallyfadingintothecorner.HecringedeverytimeImoved,andIdon’tthinkheheardonewordinsix.Probablyjustaswell.Idon’tthinkthatparticularhomilymadeawholelotofsense,anyway.

           FifteenminuteslaterIwasbackatthedesk,whereashaken-lookingBrutusHowellwassittingandlickingthetipofthepencilwekeptwiththevisitors"book."Willyoustopthatbeforeyoupoisonyourself,forGod’ssake?"Iasked.

           "ChristalmightyJesus,"hesaid,puttingthepencildown."Ineverwanttohaveanotherhoorawlikethatwithaprisonercomingontheblock."

           "MyDaddyalwaysusedtosaythingscomeinthrees,"Isaid.

           "Well,IhopeyourDaddywasfullofshitonthatsubject,"Brutalsaid,butofcoursehewasn’t.TherewasasquallwhenJohnCoffeycamein,andafullblownstormwhen"WildBill"joinedusit’sfunny,butthingsreallydoseemtocomeinthrees.ThestoryofourintroductiontoWildBill,howhecameontotheMiletryingtocommitmurder,issomethingI’llgettoshortly;fairwarning.

           "What’sthisaboutDelacroixcoppinghisjoint?"Iasked

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