Зеленая миля

Chapter 4

           Therewasabacon-tomatosandwichandajellyfold-over.Therewasalsoapickle,wrappedinitsownpieceofafunnypageJohnCoffeywouldneverbeabletopuzzleout.Therewerenosausages.BowserhadgottenthesausagesoutofJohnCoffey’slittlelunch.

           McGeehandedthelunchbackoverhisshouldertooneoftheothermenwithouttakinghiseyesoffCoffey.Hunkereddownlikethat,hewastooclosetowanttolethisattentionstrayforevenasecond.Thelunch,wrappedupagainandtiedforgoodmeasure,finallyendedupwithBoboMarchant,whoputitinhisknapsack,wherehekepttreatsforhisdogs(andafewfishinglures,Ishouldn’twonder).Itwasn’tintroducedintoevidenceatthetrialjusticeinthispartoftheworldisswift,butnotasswiftasabacon-tomatosandwichgoesoverthoughphotographsofitwere.

           "Whathappenedhere,JohnCoffey?"McGeeaskedinhislow,earnestvoice."Youwanttotellmethat?"

           AndCoffeysaidtoMcGeeandtheothersalmostexactlythesamethinghesaidtome;theywerealsothelastwordstheprosecutorsaidtothejuryatCoffey’strial."Icouldn’thelpit,"JohnCoffeysaid,holdingthemurdered,violatedgirlsnakedinhisarms.Thetearsbegantopourdownhischeeksagain."Itriedtotakeitback,butitwastoolate!"

           "Boy,youareunderarrestformurder,"McGeesaid,andthenhespitinJohnCoffey’sface.

           Thejurywasoutforty-fiveminutes.Justabouttimeenoughtoeatalittlelunchoftheirown

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