Зеленая миля

Chapter 8

           You’reshorterthanme,soyou’llhavetogoprettynearalltheway,butI’llholdyourlegs!"

           "I’mticklishdownthere,"Isaid,startingup."Especiallymyknees."

           "I’llmindthat."

           "Good,"Isaid,"becauseabrokenhip’stoohighapricetopayinordertodiscovertheoriginsofasinglemouse."

           "Huh?"

           "Nevermind."Myheadwasupbythecagedlightinthecenteroftheceilingbythen,andIcouldfeeltheladderwigglingalittleundermyweight.Outside,Icouldhearthewinterwindmoaning."Justholdontome."

           "Igotyou,don’tworry."Hegrippedmycalvesfirmly,andIwentuponemorestep.Nowthetopofmyheadwaslessthanafootfromtheceiling,andIcouldseethecobwebsafewenterprisingspidershadspuninthecrotcheswheretheroofbeamscametogether.Ishonethelightaroundbutdidn’tseeanythingworththeriskofbeinguphere.

           "No,"Brutalsaid."You’relookingtoofaraway,Paul.Looktoyourleft,wherethosetwobeamscometogether.Youseethem?One’salittlediscolored."

           "Isee."

           "Shinethelightonthejoin."

           Idid,andsawwhathewantedmetoseealmostrightaway.Thebeamshadbeenpeggedtogetherwithdowels,halfadozenofthem,andonewasgone,leavingablack,circularholethesizeofaquarter.Ilookedatit,thenlookeddoubtfullybackovermyshoulderatBrutal.

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