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"
All
right
,
Arlen
,
let
's
go
,
"
I
said
to
Toot-Toot
,
and
away
we
went
.
"
I
'm
walkin
down
the
corridor
,
I
'm
walkin
down
the
corridor
,
I
'm
walkin
down
the
corridor
,
"
Toot
said
.
I
flanked
him
on
the
left
,
Dean
on
the
right
.
Harry
was
directly
behind
him
.
At
the
head
of
the
corridor
we
turned
right
,
away
from
life
as
it
was
lived
in
the
exercise
yard
and
toward
death
as
it
was
died
in
the
storage
room
.
We
went
into
my
office
,
and
Toot
dropped
to
his
knees
without
having
to
be
asked
.
He
knew
the
script
,
all
right
,
probably
better
than
any
of
us
.
God
knew
he
'd
been
there
longer
than
any
of
us
.
"
I
'm
prayin
,
I
'm
prayin
,
I
'm
prayin
,
"
Toot-Toot
said
,
holding
his
gnarled
hands
up
.
They
looked
like
that
famous
engraving
,
you
probably
know
the
one
I
mean
.
"
The
Lord
is
my
shepherd
,
so
on
"
n
so
forth
.
"
"
Who
's
Bitterbuck
got
?
"
Harry
asked
.
"
We
're
not
going
to
have
some
Cherokee
medicine
man
in
here
shaking
his
dick
,
are
we
?
"
"
Actually
--
"
"
Still
prayin
,
still
prayin
,
still
gettin
right
with
Jesus
,
"
Toot
overrode
me
.
"
Shut
up
,
you
old
gink
,
"
Dean
said
.
"
I
'm
prayin
!
"
"
Then
pray
to
yourself
.
"
