Зеленая миля

Chapter 7

           

           "Whatareyoudoinghere?"Mooresaskedusagain.Alotofthedeterminationhadgoneoutofhisvoicehiswife’swaveringcrieshaddonethat."Idon’tunderstand.Isitaprisonbreak,or..."

           JohnsetHarryasidejustpickedhimupandmovedhimoverandthenclimbedtothestoop.HestoodbetweenBrutalandme,sobighealmostpushedusoffeithersideandintoMelly’shollybushes.Moores’seyesturneduptofollowhim,thewayaperson’seyesdowhenhe’stryingtoseethetopofatalltree.Andsuddenlytheworldfellbackintoplaceforme.Thatspiritofdiscord,whichhadjumbledmythoughtslikepowerfulfingerssiftingthroughsandorgrainsofrice,wasgone.IthoughtIalsounderstoodwhyHarryhadbeenabletoactwhenBrutalandIcouldonlystand,hopelessandindecisive,infrontofourboss.HarryhadbeenwithJohn...andwhateverspirititisthatopposesthatother,demonicone,itwasinJohnCoffeythatnight.And,whenJohnsteppedforwardtofaceWardenMoores,itwasthatotherspiritsomethingwhite,that’showIthinkofit,assomethingwhitewhichtookcontrolofthesituation.Theotherthingdidn’tleave,butIcouldseeitdrawingbacklikeashadowinasuddenstronglight.

           "Iwanttohelp,"JohnCoffeysaid.Mooreslookedupathim,eyesfascinated,mouthhangingopen.WhenCoffeypluckedtheBuntlineSpecialfromhishandandpassedittome,Idon’tthinkHalevenknewitwasgone.Icarefullyloweredthehammer.

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