Зеленая миля

Chapter 3

           Thealmostceaselesstrickleoftearsfromthecornersofhiseyeshadceased,atleastforthetimebeing,andIknewhewasseeingwhathewaslookingatMr.PaulEdgecombe,EBlock’sbull-goosescrew,andnotsomeplacehewishedhecouldreturnto,andtakebacktheterriblethinghe’ddone.

           "No,"hesaid."Yougottocomeinhere."

           "Now,youknowIcan’tdothat,"Isaid,stilltryingforthelighttone,"atleastnotrightthisminute.I’monmyownhereforthetimebeing,andyououtweighmebyjustaboutatonandahalf.We’vehadusonehoorawthisafternoon,andthat’senough.Sowe’lljusthaveusachatthroughthebars,ifit’sallthesametoyou,and"

           "Please!"Hewasholdingthebarssotightlythathisknuckleswerepaleandhisfingernailswerewhite.Hisfacewaslongwithdistress,thosestrangeeyessharpwithsomeneedIcouldnotunderstand.IrememberthinkingthatmaybeIcould’veunderstooditifIhadn’tbeensosick,andknowingthatwouldhavegivenmeawayofhelpinghimthroughtherestofit.Whenyouknowwhatamanneeds,youknowtheman,moreoftenthannot."Please,BossEdgecombe!Youhavetocomein!"

           That’sthenuttiestthingIeverheard,Ithought,andthenrealizedsomethingevennuttier:Iwasgoingtodoit.IhadmykeysoffmybeltandIwashuntingthroughthemfortheonesthatopenedJohnCoffey’scell.

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