Зеленая миля

Chapter 8

           SuddenlyIsawMelly,whosekindnesshadmeantsomuchtomeovertheyears,andevenmoretoJanicewhenthekidshadflownfromthenestandshehadbeenleftfeelingsoaloneanduselessandblue.Mellywasstillinterested,butnowherinterestseemedsaneandaware.

           "Whoareyou?"sheaskedinaclear,reasonablevoice."Andwhyhaveyousomanyscarsonyourhandsandarms?Whohurtyousobadly?"

           "Idon’thardlyrememberwheretheyallcomefrom,ma’am,"JohnCoffeysaidinahumblevoice,andsatdownbesideheronherbed.

           Melindasmiledaswellasshecouldthesneeringrightsideofhermouthtrembled,butwouldn’tquitecomeup.Shetouchedawhitescar,curvedlikeascimitar,onthebackofhislefthand."Whatablessingthatis!Doyouunderstandwhy?"

           "Reckonifyoudon’tknowwhohurtyouordogyoudown,itdon’tkeepyouupnights,"JohnCoffeysaidinhisalmost-Southernvoice.

           Shelaughedatthat,thesoundaspureassilverinthebad-smellingsickroom.Halwasbesidemenow,breathingrapidlybutnottryingtointerfere.WhenMellylaughed,hisrapidbreathingpausedforamoment,indrawn,andoneofhisbighandsgrippedmyshoulder.HegrippedithardenoughtoleaveabruiseIsawitthenextdaybutrightthenIhardlyfeltit.

           "What’syourname?"sheasked.

           "JohnCoffey,ma’am."

           "Coffeylikethedrink."

           "Yes,ma’am,onlyspelleddifferent.

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