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"
I
will
,
"
Dean
said
to
me
,
taking
no
notice
of
Harry
.
"
And
if
someone
shows
up
--
probably
no
one
will
,
but
if
someone
does
--
what
do
you
say
?
"
"
That
Coffey
got
upset
around
midnight
,
"
Dean
said
.
He
looked
as
studious
as
a
college
student
taking
a
big
exam
.
"
We
had
to
give
him
the
jacket
and
but
him
in
the
restraint
room
.
If
there
's
noise
,
who
ever
hears
it
'll
just
think
it
's
him
.
"
He
raised
his
chin
to
John
Coffey
.
"
And
what
about
us
?
"
Brutal
asked
.
"
Paul
's
over
in
Admin
,
pulling
Del
's
file
and
going
over
the
witnesses
,
"
Dean
said
.
"
It
's
especially
important
this
time
,
because
the
execution
was
such
a
balls-up
.
He
said
he
'd
probably
be
there
the
rest
of
the
shift
.
You
and
Harry
and
Percy
are
over
in
the
laundry
,
washing
your
clothes
.
"
Well
,
that
was
what
folks
said
,
anyway
.
There
was
a
crap-game
in
the
laundry
supply
room
some
nights
;
on
others
it
was
blackjack
or
poker
or
acey-deucey
.
Whatever
it
was
,
the
guards
who
participated
were
said
to
be
washing
their
clothes
.
There
was
usually
moonshine
at
these
get-togethers
,
and
on
occasion
a
joystick
would
go
around
the
circle
.
It
's
been
the
same
in
prisons
since
prisons
were
invented
,
I
suppose
.
When
you
spend
your
life
taking
care
of
mudmen
,
you
ca
n't
help
getting
a
little
dirty
yourself
.
In
any
case
,
we
were
n't
likely
to
be
checked
up
on
.
"
Clothes
washing
"
was
treated
with
great
discretion
at
Cold
Mountain
.
"
Right
with
Eversharp
,
"
I
said
,
turning
Coffey
around
and
putting
him
in
motion
.
"
And
if
it
all
falls
down
,
Dean
,
you
.
do
n't
know
nothing
about
nothing
.
"
"
That
's
easy
to
say
,
but
--
"
At
that
moment
,
a
skinny
arm
shot
out
from
between
the
bars
of
Wharton
's
cell
and
grabbed
Coffey
's
slab
of
a
bicep
.
We
all
gasped
.
Wharton
should
have
been
dead
to
the
world
,
all
but
comatose
,
yet
here
he
stood
,
swaying
back
and
forth
on
his
feet
like
a
hard-tagged
fighter
,
grinning
blearily
.
