Зеленая миля

Chapter 6

           ItalwaysremindedmeofpicturesI’dseenofoldcastles;youknow,indaysofoldwhenknightswereboldandchivalrywasinflower.OnlyColdMountainwasalongwayfromCamelot.Beyondthegate,aflightofstairsleduptoanunobtrusivebulkhead-styledoorwithsignsreadingNOTRESPASSINGandSTATEPROPERTYandELECTRIFIEDWIREontheoutside.

           IopenedthegateandHarryswungitback.Wewentup,JohnCoffeyoncemoreinthelead,shouldersslumpedandheadbent.Atthetop,Harrygotaroundhim(notwithoutsomedifficulty,either,althoughhewasthesmallestofthethreeofus)andunlockedthebulkhead.Itwasheavy.Hecouldmoveit,butwasn’tabletoflipitup.

           "Here,boss,"Johnsaid.HepushedtothefrontagainbumpingHarryintothewallwithonehipashedidsoandraisedthebulkheadwithonehand.Youwouldhavethoughtitwaspaintedcardboardinsteadofsheetsteel.

           Coldnightair,movingwiththeridge-runningwindwewouldnowgetmostofthetimeuntilMarchorApril,blewdownintoourfaces.Aswirlofdeadleavescamewithit,andJohnCoffeycaughtoneofthemwithhisfreehand.Iwillneverforgetthewayhelookedatit,orhowhecrumpleditbeneathhisbroad,handsomenosesoitwouldreleaseitssmell.

           "Comeon,"Brutalsaid."Let’sgo,forwardharch."

           Weclimbedout.

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