Зеленая миля

Chapter 4

           IguardedmycrotchandmythroatinthemannerIhavealreadydescribed,thenswungtheclampinsothatitsopenjawsencircledtheskinnywhitefleshjustabovetheCajun’sankle.ThunderbellowedandIjumped.Sweatraninmyeye,stinging.Mouseville,Ikeptthinkingforsomereason.Mouseville,andhowitcostadimetogetin.Twocentsforthekiddies,whowouldlookatMr.Jinglesthroughhisivy-glasswindows.

           Theclampwasbalky,wouldn’tshut.IcouldhearDelbreathingingreatdrypullsofair,lungsthatwouldbecharredbagslessthanfourminutesfromnowlaboringtokeepupwithhisfear-drivenheart.Thefactthathehadkilledhalfadozenpeopleseemedatthatmomenttheleastimportantthingabouthim.I’mnottryingtosayanythingaboutrightandwronghere,butonlytotellhowitwas.

           Deankneltnexttomeandwhispered,"What’swrong,Paul?"

           "Ican’t"Ibegan,andthentheclampclosedwithanaudiblesnappingsound.ItmusthavealsopinchedafoldofDelacroixsskininitsjaws,becauseheflinchedandmadealittlehissingnoise."Sorry,"Isaid.

           "Itokay,boss,"Delsaid."Itonlygonnahurtforaminute."

           Brutal’ssidehadtheclampwiththeelectrodeinit,whichalwaystookalittlelonger,andsowestoodup,allthreeofus,atalmostexactlythesametime.Deanreachedforthewrist-clamponDel’sleft,andPercywenttotheoneonhisright.

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