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"
Get
up
front
,
"
I
said
.
"
You
can
ride
with
him
on
the
return
trip
.
If
we
do
n't
end
up
making
that
one
locked
into
the
back
of
our
own
stagecoach
,
that
is
.
"
"
Do
n't
talk
that
way
,
"
he
said
,
looking
genuinely
upset
.
It
was
as
if
he
had
realized
for
the
first
time
how
serious
this
would
be
for
us
if
we
were
caught
.
"
Christ
,
Paul
!
"
"
Go
on
,
"
I
said
.
"
In
the
cab
.
"
He
did
as
he
was
told
.
I
yanked
on
John
Coffey
's
arm
until
I
could
get
his
attention
back
to
earth
for
a
bit
,
then
led
him
around
to
the
rear
of
the
truck
,
which
was
stake-sided
.
Harry
had
draped
canvas
over
the
posts
,
and
that
would
be
of
some
help
if
we
passed
cars
or
trucks
going
the
other
way
.
He
had
n't
been
able
to
do
anything
about
the
open
back
,
though
.
"
Upsy-daisy
,
big
boy
,
"
I
said
.
"
Goin
for
the
ride
now
?
"
"
That
's
right
"
"
Good
.
"
He
smiled
.
It
was
sweet
and
lovely
,
that
smile
,
perhaps
the
more
so
because
it
was
n't
complicated
by
much
in
the
way
of
thought
.
He
got
up
in
back
.
I
followed
him
,
went
to
the
front
of
the
truckbed
,
and
banged
on
top
of
the
cab
.
Harry
ground
the
transmission
into
first
and
the
truck
pulled
out
of
the
little
bower
he
had
hidden
it
in
,
shaking
and
juddering
.
John
Coffey
stood
spread-legged
in
the
middle
of
the
truckbed
head
cocked
up
at
the
stars
again
,
smiling
broadly
,
unmindful
of
the
boughs
that
whipped
at
him
as
Harry
turned
his
truck
toward
the
highway
.
"
Look
,
boss
!
"
he
cried
in
a
low
,
rapturous
voice
,
pointing
up
into
the
black
night
.
"
It
's
Cassie
,
the
lady
in
the
rockin
chair
!
"
