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"
Son
of
a
bitch
,
"
Bill
Dodge
said
.
"
I
've
never
seen
a
mouse
in
here
before
.
"
"
Aw
,
he
's
sort
of
cute
,
"
Dean
said
.
"
And
not
afraid
at
all
.
"
"
How
do
you
know
?
"
"
He
was
in
the
other
night
.
Percy
saw
him
,
too
.
Brutal
calls
him
Steamboat
Willy
.
"
Percy
kind
of
sneered
at
that
,
but
for
the
time
being
said
nothing
.
He
was
tapping
the
baton
faster
now
on
the
back
of
his
hand
.
"
Watch
this
,
"
Dean
said
.
"
He
came
all
the
way
up
to
the
desk
before
.
I
want
to
see
if
he
'll
do
it
again
.
"
It
did
,
skirting
wide
of
The
Pres
on
its
way
,
as
if
it
did
n't
like
the
way
our
resident
parricide
smelled
.
It
checked
two
of
the
empty
cells
,
even
ran
up
onto
one
of
the
bare
,
unmattressed
cots
for
a
sniff
,
then
came
back
to
the
Green
Mile
.
And
Percy
standing
there
the
whole
time
,
tapping
and
tapping
,
not
talking
for
a
change
,
wanting
to
make
it
sorry
for
coming
back
.
Wanting
to
teach
it
a
lesson
.
"
Good
thing
you
guys
do
n't
have
to
put
him
in
Sparky
,
"
Bill
said
,
interested
in
spite
of
himself
.
"
You
'd
have
a
hell
of
a
time
getting
the
clamps
and
the
cap
on
.
"
Percy
said
nothing
still
,
but
he
very
slowly
gripped
the
baton
between
his
fingers
,
the
way
a
man
would
hold
a
good
cigar
.
