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"
Yes
,
"
he
agreed
,
and
I
was
again
struck
by
how
old
he
sounded
.
How
papery
,
somehow
.
"
Oh
,
I
know
what
you
're
thinking
.
"
No
,
you
do
n't
,
Warden
,
I
thought
.
Never
in
a
million
years
could
you
know
what
I
'm
thinking
.
"
You
're
thinking
that
our
young
friend
will
still
be
around
for
the
Coffey
execution
.
That
's
probably
true
--
Coffey
will
go
well
before
Thanksgiving
,
I
imagine
--
but
you
can
put
him
back
in
the
switch
room
.
No
one
will
object
.
Including
him
,
I
should
think
.
"
"
I
'll
do
that
,
"
I
said
.
"
Hal
,
how
's
Melinda
?
"
There
was
a
long
pause
so
long
I
might
have
thought
I
'd
lost
him
,
except
for
the
sound
of
his
breathing
.
When
he
spoke
this
time
,
it
was
in
a
much
lower
tone
of
voice
.
"
She
's
sinking
,
"
he
said
.
Sinking
.
That
chilly
word
the
old-timers
used
not
to
describe
a
person
who
was
dying
,
exactly
,
but
one
who
had
begun
to
uncouple
from
living
.
"
The
headaches
seem
a
little
better
...
for
now
,
anyway
...
but
she
ca
n't
walk
without
help
,
she
ca
n't
pick
things
up
,
she
loses
control
of
her
water
while
she
sleeps
...
"
There
was
another
pause
,
and
then
,
in
an
even
lower
voice
,
Hal
said
something
that
sounded
like
"
She
wears
.
"
"
Wears
what
,
Hal
?
"
I
asked
,
frowning
.
My
wife
had
come
into
the
parlor
doorway
.
She
stood
there
wiping
her
hands
on
a
dishtowel
and
looking
at
me
.
"
No
,
"
he
said
in
a
voice
that
seemed
to
waver
between
anger
and
tears
.
"
She
swears
.
"
"
Oh
.
"
I
still
did
n't
know
what
he
meant
,
but
had
no
intention
of
pursuing
it
.
I
did
n't
have
to
;
he
did
it
for
me
.
