Зеленая миля

Chapter 9

           Onlyadaybefore,wewouldhavehaditoutonthesideporchandbeengladofabreeze,butthetemperaturehaddroppedagoodfifteendegreessincethethunderstorm,andakeen-edgedwindwassnufflingdownfromtheridges.

           "You’rewelcometositdownwithus,"Itoldmywife.

           Sheshookherhead."Idon’tthinkIwanttoknowwhatyou’reuptoI’llworrylessifI’minthedark.I’llhaveabiteintheparlor.I’mvisitingwithMissJaneAustenthisweek,andshe’sverygoodcompany."

           "Who’sJaneAusten?"Harryaskedwhenshehadleft."YoursideorJanices’s,Paul?Acousin?Isshepretty?"

           "She’sawriter,younit,"Brutaltoldhim."BeendeadpracticallysinceBetsyRossbastedthestarsonthefirstflag."

           "Oh."Harrylookedembarrassed."I’mnotmuchofareader.Radiomanuals,mostly."

           "What’sonyourmind,Paul?"Deanasked.

           "JohnCoffeyandMr.Jingles,tostartwith."Theylookedsurprised,whichIhadexpectedthey’dbeenthinkingIwantedtodiscusseitherDelacroixorPercy.Maybeboth.IlookedatDeanandHarry"ThethingwithMr.JingleswhatCoffeydidhappenedprettyfast.Idon’tknowifyougotthereintimetoseehowbrokenupthemousewasornot."

           Deanshookhishead."Isawthebloodonthefloor,though."

           IturnedtoBrutal.

           "ThatsonofabitchPercycrushedit,"hesaidsimply."Itshouldhavedied,butitdidn’t.

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