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out how people are supposed to behave … Brute thinks so; anyway … but I'm an optimist。 Now move。〃
He did; muttering under his breath that we'd be sorry for this; plenty sorry; just wait and see; but on the whole he seemed relieved and reassured。
When we herded him out into the hall; Dean gave us a look of such wide…eyed surprise and dewy innocence that I could have laughed; if the business hadn't been so serious。 I've seen better acting in backwoods Grange revues。
〃Say; don't you think the joke's gone far enough?〃 Dean asked。
〃You just shut up; if you know what's good for you;〃 Brutal growled。 These were lines we'd scripted at lunch; and that was just what they sounded like to me; scripted lines; but if Percy was scared enough and confused enough; they still might save Dean Stanton's job in a pinch。 I myself didn't think so; but anything was possible。 Any time I've doubted that; then or since; I just think about John Coffey; and Delacroix's mouse。
We ran Percy down the Green Mile; him stumbling and gasping for us to slow down; he was going to go flat on his face if we didn't slow down。 Wharton was on his bunk; but we went by too fast for me to see if he was awake or asleep。 John Coffey was standing at his cell door and watching。 〃You're a bad man and you deserve to go in that dark place;〃 he said; but I don't think Percy heard him。
Into the restraint room we went; Percy's cheeks red and wet with tears; his eyes rolling into their sockets; his pampered locks all flopping down on his forehead。 Harry pulled Percy's gun with one hand and his treasured hickory; head…knocker with the other。 〃You'll get em back; don't worry;〃 Harry said。 He sounded a trifle embarrassed。
〃I wish I could say the same about your job;〃
Percy
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