Зеленая миля

Chapter 4

           "It’sfunnyhowmuchapersoncanrememberabouttimeswhenhisnervesweretunedsotighttheyalmostsang.

           "Maybelater,bigboy,"Isaid.Isteppedawayfromhiscellandlookeddownthecorridor.Brutalhadstrolleddowntothefarend,wherehecheckedtomakesuretherestraint-roomdoorwasonthesinglelockinsteadofthedouble.Iknewitwas,becauseI’dalreadycheckeditmyself.Lateron,we’dwanttobeabletoopenthatdoorasquickaswecould.Therewouldbenotimespentemptyingouttheattic-typerick-rackthathadaccumulatedinthereovertheyears;we’dtakenitout,sortedit,andstoreditinotherplacesnotlongafterWhartonjoinedourhappyband.Ithadseemedtoustheroomwiththesoftwallswasapttogetalotofuse,atleastuntil"BillytheKid"strolledtheMile.

           JohnCoffey,whowouldusuallyhavebeenlyingdownatthistime,long,thicklegsdanglingandfacetothewall,wassittingontheendofhisbunkwithhishandsclasped,watchingBrutalwithanalertnessatherenessthatwasn’ttypicalofhim.Hewasn’tleakingaroundtheeyes,either.

           Brutaltriedthedoortotherestraintroom,thencameonbackuptheMile.HieglancedatCoffeyashepassedCoffey’scell,andCoffeysaidacuriousthing:"Sure.I’dlikearide."AsifrespondingtosomethingBrutalhadsaid.

           Brutal’seyesmetmine.Heknows,Icouldalmosthearhimsaying.Somehowheknows.

           Ishruggedandspreadmyhands,asiftosayOfcourseheknows

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