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I
shrugged
and
spread
my
hands
,
as
if
to
say
Of
course
he
knows
Old
Toot-Toot
made
his
last
trip
of
the
night
down
to
E
Block
with
his
cart
at
about
quarter
to
nine
.
We
bought
enough
of
his
crap
to
make
him
smile
with
avarice
.
"
Say
,
you
boys
seen
that
mouse
?
"
he
asked
.
We
shook
our
heads
.
"
Maybe
Pretty
Boy
has
,
"
Toot
said
,
and
gestured
with
his
head
in
the
direction
of
the
storage
room
,
where
Percy
was
either
washing
the
floor
,
writing
his
report
,
or
picking
his
ass
.
"
What
do
you
care
?
It
's
none
of
your
affair
,
either
way
,
"
Brutal
said
.
"
Roll
wheels
,
Toot
.
You
're
stinkin
the
place
up
.
"
Toot
smiled
his
peculiarly
unpleasant
smile
,
toothless
and
sunken
,
and
made
a
business
of
sniffing
the
air
.
"
That
ai
n't
me
you
smell
,
"
he
said
.
"
That
be
Del
,
sayin
so-long
.
"
Cackling
,
he
rolled
his
cart
out
the
door
and
into
the
exercise
yard
.
And
he
went
on
rolling
it
for
another
ten
years
,
long
after
I
was
gone
--
hell
,
long
after
Cold
Mountain
was
gone
--
selling
Moon
Pies
and
pops
to
the
guards
and
prisoners
who
could
afford
them
.
Sometimes
even
now
I
hear
him
in
my
dreams
,
yelling
that
he
's
fryin
,
he
's
fryin
,
he
's
a
done
tom
turkey
.
The
time
stretched
out
after
Toot
was
gone
,
the
clock
seeming
to
crawl
.
We
had
the
radio
for
an
hour
and
a
half
,
Wharton
braying
laughter
at
Fred
Allen
and
Allen
's
Alley
,
even
though
I
doubt
like
hell
he
understood
many
of
the
jokes
.
John
Coffey
sat
on
the
end
of
his
bunk
,
hands
clasped
,
eyes
rarely
leaving
whoever
was
at
the
duty
desk
.
I
have
seen
men
waiting
that
way
in
bus
stations
for
their
buses
to
be
called
.
