Зеленая миля

Chapter 6

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           "Good."Hesmiled.Itwassweetandlovely,thatsmile,perhapsthemoresobecauseitwasn’tcomplicatedbymuchinthewayofthought.Hegotupinback.Ifollowedhim,wenttothefrontofthetruckbed,andbangedontopofthecab.Harrygroundthetransmissionintofirstandthetruckpulledoutofthelittlebowerhehadhiddenitin,shakingandjuddering.

           JohnCoffeystoodspread-leggedinthemiddleofthetruckbedheadcockedupatthestarsagain,smilingbroadly,unmindfuloftheboughsthatwhippedathimasHarryturnedhistrucktowardthehighway."Look,boss!"hecriedinalow,rapturousvoice,pointingupintotheblacknight."It’sCassie,theladyintherockinchair!"

           Hewasright;Icouldseeherinthelaneofstarsbetweenthedarkbulkofthepassingtrees.Butitwasn’tCassiopeiaIthoughtofwhenhespokeoftheladyintherockingchair;itwasMelindaMoores.

           "Iseeher,John,"Isaid,andtuggedonhisarm."Butyouhavetositdownnow,allright?"

           Hesatwithhisbackagainstthecab,nevertakinghiseyesoffthenightsky.Onhisfacewasalookofsublimeunthinkinghappiness.TheGreenMilefellfartherbehinduswitheachrevolutionoftheFarmall’sbaldtires,andforthetimebeing,atleast,theseeminglyendlessflowofJohnCoffey’stearshadstopped.

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