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He
backed
toward
his
bunk
,
keeping
his
bleary
regard
on
Coffey
as
he
went
.
"
Niggers
ought
to
have
they
own
"
lectric
chair
,
"
he
opined
.
Then
the
backs
of
his
knees
struck
his
bunk
and
he
swooped
down
onto
it
.
He
was
snoring
before
his
head
touched
his
thin
prison
pillow
,
deep
blue
shadows
brushed
under
the
hollows
of
his
eyes
and
the
tip
of
his
tongue
lolling
out
.
"
Christ
,
how
'd
he
get
up
with
so
much
dope
in
him
?
"
Dean
whispered
.
"
It
does
n't
matter
,
he
's
out
now
,
"
I
said
.
"
If
he
starts
to
come
around
,
give
him
another
pill
dissolved
in
a
glass
of
water
.
No
more
than
one
,
though
.
We
do
n't
want
to
kill
him
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"
"
Speak
for
yourself
,
"
Brutal
rumbled
,
and
gave
Wharton
a
contemptuous
look
.
"
You
ca
n't
kill
a
monkey
like
him
with
dope
,
anyway
.
They
thrive
on
it
.
"
"
He
's
a
bad
man
,
"
Coffey
said
,
but
in
a
lower
voice
this
time
,
as
if
he
was
not
quite
sure
of
what
he
was
saying
,
or
what
it
meant
.
"
That
's
right
,
'
.
Brutal
said
.
"
Most
wicked
.
But
that
's
not
a
problem
now
,
because
we
ai
n't
going
to
tango
with
him
anymore
.
"
We
started
walking
again
,
the
four
of
us
surrounding
Coffey
like
worshippers
circling
an
idol
that
's
come
to
some
stumbling
kind
of
half
life
.
"
Tell
me
something
,
John
--
do
you
know
where
we
're
taking
you
?
"
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"
To
help
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
think
...
to
help
...
a
lady
?
"
He
looked
at
Brutal
with
hopeful
anxiety
.
Brutal
nodded
.
"
That
's
right
.
But
how
do
you
know
that
?
How
do
you
know
?
"
John
Coffey
considered
the
question
carefully
,
then
shook
his
head
.
"
I
do
n't
know
,
"
he
told
Brutal
.
"
To
tell
you
the
truth
,
boss
,
I
do
n't
know
much
of
anything
.
Never
have
.
"