Зеленая миля

Chapter 7

           

           "Whatdisabout,yougran""fou?"Delaskedquerulously,drawinghisfeetuponthebunkasBrutalundidthedoublelocksonhiscelldoorandranitopen.Hiseyesflickedbackandforthamongthethreeofthem.

           "Well,Itellyou,"Brutalsaid."Mr.Mooresisgoneforawhilehiswifeisundertheweather,asyoumayhaveheard.SoMr.Andersonisincharge,Mr.CurtisAnderson."

           "Yeah?Whatthat.gottodowithme?"

           "Well,"Harrysaid,"BossAnderson’sheardaboutyourmouse,Del,andwantstoseehimperform.HeandaboutsixotherfellowsareoverinAdmin,justwaitingforyoutoshowup.Notjustplainoldbluesuitguards,either.Theseareprettybigbugs,justlikeBrutesaid.Oneofthem,Ibelieve,isapoliticianallthewayfromthestatecapital."

           Delacroixswelledvisiblyatthis,andIsawnotsomuchasasingleshredofdoubtonhisface.OfcoursetheywantedtoseeMr.Jingles;whowouldnot?

           Hescrummedaround,firstunderhisbunkandthenunderhispillow.Heeventuallyfoundoneofthosebigpinkpeppermintsandthewildlycoloredspool.HelookedatBrutalquestioningly,andBrutalnodded.

           "Yep.It’sthespooltrickthey’rereallywildtosee,Iguess,butthewayheeatsthosemintsisprettydamnedcute,too.Anddon’tforgetthecigarbox.You’llwantittocarryhimin,right?"

           DelacroixgottheboxandputMr.Jingles’spropsinit,butmousehesettledontheshoulderofhisshirt.

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