Зеленая миля

Chapter 6

           "ShebegantocryinasoundlesswaythatmademethinkofJohnCoffey.Itstartedtochimeinmyheadagain,thatthinghe’dsaid:Ihelpedit,didn’tI?Ihelpedit,didn’tI?Likearhymeyoucan’tgetridof.

           Halcameinthen.Hecollaredme,andyoucanbelievemewhenIsayIwasgladtobecollared.Wewentintothekitchen,andhepouredmehalfashotofwhitewhiskey,hotstufffreshoutofsomecountryman’sstill.Weclinkedourglassestogetheranddrank.Theshinewentdownlikecoal-oil,butthebloominthebellywasheaven.Still,whenMoorestippedthemasonjaratme,wordlesslyaskingifIwantedtheotherhalf,Ishookmyheadandwaveditoff.WildBillWhartonwasoutofrestraintsforthetimebeing,anywayanditwouldn’tbesafetogonearwherehewaswithabooze-cloudedhead.Notevenwithbarsbetweenus.

           "Idon’tknowhowlongIcantakethis,Paul,"hesaidinalowvoice."There’sagirlwhocomesinmorningstohelpmewithher,butthedoctorsIsayshemaylosecontrolofherbowels,and...and..."

           Hestopped,histhroatworking,tryinghardnottocryinfrontofmeagain.

           "Gowithitasbestyoucan,"Isaid.Ireachedoutacrossthetableandbrieflysqueezedhispalsied,liverspottedhand."DothatdaybydayandgivetherestovertoGod.There’snothingelseyoucando,isthere?"

           "Iguessnot.Butit’shard,Paul.Iprayyouneverhavetofindouthowhard."

           Hemadeanefforttocollecthimself.

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