Зеленая миля

Chapter 4

           Itjustseemedsobald,somehow,squattingupthereonitsplatform,withtheclampsonthelegsstickingofftoeitherside,lookinglikethethingsapersonwithpoliowouldhavetowear.Therewasn’tmuchtalk,andwhenthethunderboomedagain,assharpandpersonalasasplinteringtree,thesisterofDelacroix’svictimgavealittlescream.Thelastpersontotakehisseatinthewitness’ssectionwasCurtisAnderson,WardenMoores’sstand-in.

           Ateleven-thirty,IapproachedDelacroix’scellwithBrutalandDeanwalkingslightlybehindme.Delwassittingonhisbunk,withMr.Jinglesinhislap.Themouse’sheadwasstretchedforwardtowardthecondemnedman,hislittleoilspoteyesraptonDel’sface.DelwasstrokingthetopofMr.Jingles’sheadbetweenhisears.LargesilenttearswererollingdownDel’sface,anditwasthesethemouseseemedtobepeeringat.Dellookedupatthesoundofourfootsteps.Hewasverypale.Frombehindme,IsensedratherthansawJohnCoffeystandingathiscelldoor,watching.

           Delwincedatthesoundofmykeysclashingagainstmetal,butheldsteady,continuingtostrokeMr.Jingles’shead,asIturnedthelocksandranthedooropen.

           "Hidere,BossEdgecombe,"hesaid."Hidere,boys.Sayhi,Mr.Jingles."ButMr.Jinglesonlycontinuedtolookraptlyupatthebaldinglittleman’sface,asifwonderingatthesourceofhistears.

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