Зеленая миля

Chapter 3

           Ithoughtaboutaskinghimhowhe’dknownIwassickinthefirstplace,exceptthatwouldundoubtedlyhavegottenthesameheadshake.There’saphraseIreadsomewhereandneverforgot,somethingabout"anenigmawrappedinamystery."That’swhatJohnCoffeywas,andIsupposetheonlyreasonhecouldsleepatnightwasbecausehedidn’tcare.Percycalledhimtheijit,whichwascruelbutnottoofaroffthemark.Ourbigboyknewhisname,andknewitwasn’tspelledlikethedrink,andthatwasjustaboutallhecaredtoknow.

           Asiftoemphasizethisforme,heshookhisheadmthatdeliberatewayonemoretime,thenlaydownonhisbunkwithhishandsclaspedunderhisleftcheeklikeapillowandhisfacetothewall.Hislegsdangledofftheendofthebunkfromtheshinsondown,butthatneverseemedtobotherhim.Thebackofhisshirthadpulledup,andIcouldseethescarsthatcrisscrossedhisskin.

           Ileftthecell,turnedthelocks,thenfacedDelacroix,whowasstandingacrossthewaywithhishandswrappedaroundthebarsofhiscell,lookingatmeanxiously.Perhapsevenfearfully.Mr.Jinglesperchedonhisshoulderwithhisfinewhiskersquiveringlikefilaments."Whatdatdarkie-mandotoyou?"Delacroixasked."Wadditgris-gris?Heth’owsomegris-grisonyou?"SpokeninthatCajunaccentofhis,gris-grisrhymedwithpee-pee.

           "Idon’tknowwhatyou’retalkingabout,Del.

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