Зеленая миля

Chapter 7

           Myheadseemedfullofstatic,likearadiotryingtobroadcastduringanelectricalstorm.TheonlyemotionsIrememberfeelingwerefrightandakindofdullembarrassmentforHal.

           HarryandJohnCoffeyreachedthefootofthesteps.Mooresturnedawayfromthesoundofhiswife’svoiceandraisedthegunagain.Hesaidlaterthatyes,hefullyintendedtoshootCoffey;hesuspectedwewereallprisoners,andthatthebrainsbehindwhateverwashappeningwerebackbythetruck,lurkingintheshadows.Hedidn’tunderstandwhyweshouldhavebeenbroughttohishouse,butrevengeseemedthemostlikelypossibility.

           Beforehecouldshoot,HarryTerwilligersteppedupaheadofCoffeyandthenmovedinfrontofhim,shieldingmostofhisbody.Coffeydidn’tmakehimdoit;Harrydiditonhisown.

           "No,WardenMoores!"hesaid."It’sallright!Noone’sarmed,noone’sgoingtogethurt,we’reheretohelp!"

           "Help?"Moores’stangled,tuftedeyebrowsdrewtogether.Hiseyesblazed.Icouldn’ttakemyeyesoffthecockedhammeroftheBuntline."Helpwhat?Helpwho?"

           Asifinanswer,theoldwoman’svoiceroseagain,querulousandcertainandutterlylost:"Comeinhereandpokemymudhole,yousonofabitch!Bringyourassholefriends,too!Letthemallhaveaturn!"

           IlookedatBrutal,shakentomysoul.I’dunderstoodthatshesworethatthetumorwassomehowmakingherswearbutthiswasmorethanswearing.Alotmore.

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