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Percy
nodded
and
ran
a
finger
across
his
lips
in
a
mum
's
-
the-word
gesture
that
was
supposed
to
be
funny
and
was
n't
.
The
exercise-yard
door
opened
and
Delacroix
came
in
,
escorted
by
Brutal
,
who
was
carrying
the
cigar
box
with
the
colored
spool
in
it
,
the
way
the
magician
's
assistant
in
a
vaudeville
show
might
carry
the
boss
's
props
offstage
at
the
end
of
the
act
.
Mr.
Jingles
was
perched
on
Delacroix
's
shoulder
.
And
Delacroix
himself
?
I
tell
you
what
--
Lillie
Langtry
could
n't
have
looked
any
glowier
after
performing
at
the
White
House
.
"
They
love
Mr.
Jingles
!
"
Delacroix
proclaimed
.
"
They
laugh
and
cheer
and
clap
they
hands
!
"
"
Well
,
that
's
aces
,
"
Percy
said
.
He
spoke
in
an
indulgent
,
proprietary
way
that
did
n't
sound
like
the
old
Percy
at
all
.
"
Pop
on
back
in
your
cell
,
old-timer
.
"
Delacroix
gave
him
a
comical
look
of
distrust
,
and
the
old
Percy
came
busting
out
.
He
bared
his
teeth
in
a
mock
snarl
and
made
as
if
to
grab
Delacroix
.
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It
was
a
joke
,
of
course
,
Percy
was
happy
,
not
in
a
serious
grabbing
mood
at
all
,
but
Delacroix
did
n't
know
that
.
He
jerked
away
with
an
expression
of
fear
and
dismay
,
and
tripped
over
one
of
Brutal
's
big
feet
.
He
went
down
hard
,
hitting
the
linoleum
with
the
back
of
his
head
.
Mr.
Jingles
leaped
away
in
time
to
avoid
being
crushed
,
and
went
squeaking
off
down
the
Green
Mile
to
Delacroix
's
cell
.
Delacroix
got
to
his
feet
,
gave
the
chuckling
Percy
a
single
hate-filled
glance
,
then
scurried
off
after
his
pet
,
calling
for
him
and
rubbing
the
back
of
his
head
.
Brutal
(
who
did
n't
know
that
Percy
had
shown
exciting
signs
of
competency
for
a
change
)
gave
Percy
a
wordless
look
of
contempt
and
went
after
Del
,
shaking
his
keys
out
.
I
think
what
happened
next
happened
because
Percy
was
actually
moved
to
apologize
--
I
know
it
's
hard
to
believe
,
but
he
was
in
an
extraordinary
humor
that
day
.
If
true
,
it
only
proves
a
cynical
old
adage
I
heard
once
,
something
about
how
no
good
deed
goes
unpunished
.
Remember
me
telling
you
about
how
,
after
he
'd
chased
the
mouse
down
to
the
restraint
room
on
one
of
those
two
occasions
before
Delacroix
joined
us
,
Perry
got
a
little
too
close
to
The
Pres
's
cell
?
Doing
that
was
dangerous
,
which
was
why
the
Green
Mile
was
so
wide
--
when
you
walked
straight
down
the
middle
of
it
,
you
could
n't
be
reached
from
the
cells
.
The
Pres
had
n't
done
anything
to
Percy
,
but
I
remember
thinking
that
Arlen
Bitterbuck
might
have
,
had
it
been
him
Percy
had
gotten
too
close
to
.
Just
to
teach
him
a
lesson
.
Well
,
The
Pres
and
The
Chief
had
both
moved
on
,
but
Wild
Bill
Wharton
had
taken
their
place
.
He
was
worse-mannered
than
The
Pres
or
The
Chief
had
ever
dreamed
of
being
,
and
he
'd
been
watching
the
whole
little
play
,
hoping
for
a
chance
to
get
on
stage
himself
.
That
chance
now
fell
into
his
lap
,
courtesy
of
Percy
Wetmore
.
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"
Hey
,
Del
!
"
Percy
called
,
half-laughing
,
starting
after
Brutal
and
Delacroix
and
drifting
much
too
close
to
Wharton
's
side
of
the
Green
Mile
without
realizing
it
.
"
Hey
,
you
numb
shit
,
I
did
n't
mean
nothin
by
it
!
Are
you
all
ri
--
"
Wharton
was
up
off
his
bunk
and
over
to
the
bars
of
his
cell
in
a
flash
--
never
in
my
time
as
a
guard
did
I
see
anyone
move
so
fast
,
and
that
includes
some
of
the
athletic
young
men
Brutal
and
I
worked
with
later
at
Boys
"
Correctional
.
He
shot
his
arms
out
through
the
bars
and
grabbed
Percy
,
first
by
the
shoulders
of
his
uniform
blouse
and
then
by
the
throat
.
Wharton
dragged
him
back
against
his
cell
door
.
Percy
squealed
like
a
pig
in
a
slaughter-chute
,
and
I
saw
from
his
eyes
that
he
thought
he
was
going
to
die
.
"
Ai
n't
you
sweet
,
"
Wharton
whispered
.
One
hand
left
Percy
's
throat
and
ruffled
through
his
hair
.
"
Soft
!
"
he
said
,
half-laughing
.
"
Like
a
girl
's
.
I
druther
fuck
your
asshole
than
your
sister
's
pussy
,
I
think
.
"
And
he
actually
kissed
Percy
's
ear
.