Зеленая миля

Chapter 4

           Hewasathinmanalmostpainfullythin,asifhehadjustbeguntorecoverfromaseriousillnessandhishairhadstartedtorecede.Hiswifetouchedhisshouldertentativelywithoneofherred,wash-swollenhands.Hedidn’tlookatitorreachuptotouchit,andafteramomentshetookitback.Itoccurredtome,fleetingly,thattheylookedmorelikebrotherandsisterthanhusbandandwifehe’dgottenthebrains,she’dgottenthelooks,butneitherofthemhadescapedsomeunderlyingresemblance,ahereditythatcouldneverbeescaped.Later,goinghome,Irealizedtheydidn’tlookalikeatall;whatmadethemseemtowastheaftermathofstressandthelingeringofsorrow.It’sstrangehowpainmarksourfaces,andmakesuslooklikefamily.

           Shesaid,"Yew-allwantacolddrink,Mr?"

           "It’sEdgecombe,"Isaid."PaulEdgecombe.Andthankyou.Acolddrinkwouldbewonderful,ma’am."

           Shewentbackinside.IheldoutmyhandtoHammersmith,whogaveitabriefshake.Hisgripwaslimpandcold.Henevertookhiseyesoffthekidsdownatthebottomoftheyard.

           "Mr.Hammersmith,I’mEBlocksuperintendentatColdMountainStatePrison.That’s"

           "Iknowwhatitis,"hesaid,lookingatmewithalittlemoreinterest."Sothebull-goosescrewoftheGreenMileisstandingonmybackporch,justasbigaslife.Whatbringsyoufiftymilestotalktothelocalrag’sonlyfull-timereporter?"

           "JohnCoffey,"Isaid.

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