Зеленая миля

Chapter 7

           Belowthegrate,whichthemousecouldhavegottenthrough,wasafinesteelmeshthatnotevenaflywouldhavepassed."How’ditgetin?How’ditgetout?"

           "Idon’tknow,"Isaid.

           "Hedidcomeinhere,didn’the?Imean,thethreeofussawhim."

           "Yep,rightunderthedoor.Hehadtosqueezealittle,buthemadeit."

           "Gosh,"Brutalsaidawordthatsoundedstrange,comingfromamanthatbig."It’sagoodthingtheconscan’tmakethemselvessmalllikethat,isn’tit?"

           "Youbet,"Isaid,runningmyeyeoverthecanvaswallsonelasttime,lookingforahole,acrack,anything.Therewasnothing."Comeon.Let’sgo."

           SteamboatWillyshowedupagainthreenightslater,whenHarryTerwilligerwasonthedutydesk.Percywasalsoon,andchasedthemousebackdowntheGreenMilewiththesamemopDeanhadbeenthinkingofusing.TherodentavoidedPercyeasily,slippingthroughthecrackbeneaththerestraint-roomdoorahands-downwinner.Cursingatthetopofhisvoice,Percyunlockedthedoorandhauledallthatshitoutagain.Itwasfunnyandscaryatthesametime,Harrysaid.Percywasvowinghe’dcatchthegoddammouseandtearitsdiseasedlittleheadrightoff,buthedidn’t,ofcourse

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