Зеленая миля

Chapter 7

           Heapproachedthefragmentofsandwich,sniffedhiswayaroundit,andthenhesatupinfrontofitlikeadogdoingatrick,grabbedit,andpulledthebreadaparttogetatthemeat.Hediditasdeliberatelyandknowinglyasamantuckingintoagoodroast-beefdinnerinhisfavoriterestaurant.Ineversawananimaleatlikethat,notevenawell-trainedhousedog.Andallthewhilehewaseating,hiseyesneverleftus.

           "Eitheronesmartmouseorhungryashell,"anewvoicesaid.ItwasBitterbuck.Hehadawakenedandnowstoodatthebarsofhiscell,nakedexceptforapairofsaggy-seatedboxershorts.Ahome-rolledcigarettepokedoutfrombetweenthesecondandthirdknucklesofhisrighthand,andhisiron-grayhairlayoverhisshouldersonceprobablymuscularbutnowbeginningtosofteninapairofbraids.

           "YougotanyInjunwisdomaboutmicies,Chief?"Brutalasked,watchingthemouseeat.Wewereallprettyfetchedbytheneatwayitheldthebitofcornedbeefinitsforepaws,occasionallyturningitorglancingatit,asifinadmirationandappreciation.

           "Naw,"Bitterbucksaid."Knowedabraveoncehadapairofwhatheclaimedweremouse-skingloves,butIdidn’tbelieveit!"Thenhelaughed,asifthewholethingwasajoke,andleftthebars.Weheardthebunkcreakashelaydownagain.

           Thatseemedtobethemouse’ssignaltogo.

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