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I
slid
in
between
John
and
his
view
of
the
chair
,
standing
on
my
tiptoes
to
make
sure
I
was
completely
blocking
his
sight-line
.
Then
I
snapped
my
fingers
in
front
of
his
eyes
,
twice
,
sharply
.
"
Come
on
!
"
I
said
.
"
Walk
!
You
said
you
did
n't
need
to
be
chained
,
now
prove
it
!
Walk
,
big
boy
!
Walk
,
John
Coffey
!
Over
there
!
That
door
!
"
His
eyes
cleared
.
"
Yes
,
boss
.
"
And
praise
God
,
he
began
to
walk
.
"
Look
at
the
door
,
John
Coffey
,
just
at
the
door
and
nowhere
else
.
"
"
Yes
,
boss
.
"
John
fixed
his
eyes
obediently
on
the
door
.
"
Brutal
,
"
I
said
,
and
pointed
.
He
hurried
in
advance
,
shaking
out
his
keyring
,
finding
the
right
one
.
John
kept
his
gaze
fixed
on
the
door
to
the
tunnel
and
I
kept
my
gaze
fixed
on
John
,
but
from
the
comer
of
one
eye
I
could
see
Harry
throwing
nervous
glances
at
the
chair
,
as
if
he
had
never
seen
it
before
in
his
life
.
There
are
pieces
of
them
still
in
there
...
I
hear
them
screaming
.
If
that
was
true
,
then
Eduard
Delacroix
had
to
be
screaming
longest
and
loudest
of
all
,
and
I
was
glad
I
could
n't
hear
what
John
Coffey
did
.
