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"
Did
Percy
know
that
,
do
you
think
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Was
he
maybe
using
it
as
an
excuse
just
because
he
felt
like
whaling
on
Delacroix
a
little
bit
?
Showing
him
who
bosses
the
shooting
match
around
here
?
"
Brutal
nodded
slowly
.
"
Yeah
.
I
think
that
was
probably
it
.
"
"
We
have
to
watch
him
,
then
,
"
I
said
,
and
ran
my
hands
,
through
my
hair
.
As
if
the
job
was
n't
hard
enough
.
"
God
,
I
hate
this
.
I
hate
him
.
"
"
Me
,
too
.
And
you
want
to
know
something
else
,
Paul
?
I
do
n't
understand
him
.
He
's
got
connections
,
I
understand
that
,
all
right
,
but
why
would
he
use
them
to
get
a
job
on
the
Green
fucking
Mile
?
Anywhere
in
the
state
pen
,
for
that
matter
?
Why
not
as
a
page
in
the
state
senate
,
or
the
guy
who
makes
the
lieutenant
governor
's
appointments
?
Surely
his
people
could
've
gotten
him
something
better
if
he
'd
asked
them
,
so
why
here
?
"
I
shook
my
head
.
I
did
n't
know
.
There
were
a
lot
of
things
I
did
n't
know
then
.
I
suppose
I
was
naive
.
After
that
,
things
went
back
to
normal
again
...
for
awhile
,
at
least
.
Down
in
the
county
seat
,
the
state
was
preparing
to
bring
John
Coffey
to
trial
,
and
Trapingus
County
Sheriff
Homer
Cribus
was
pooh-poohing
the
idea
that
a
lynch-mob
might
hurry
justice
along
a
little
bit
.
None
of
that
mattered
to
us
;
on
E
Block
,
no
one
paid
much
attention
to
the
news
.
Life
on
the
Green
Mile
was
,
in
a
way
,
like
life
in
a
soundproof
room
.
From
time
to
time
you
heard
mutterings
that
were
probably
explosions
in
the
outside
world
,
but
that
was
about
all
.
They
would
n't
hurry
with
John
Coffey
;
they
'd
want
to
make
damned
sure
of
him
.
On
a
couple
of
occasions
Percy
got
to
ragging
Delacroix
,
and
the
second
time
I
pulled
him
aside
and
told
him
to
come
up
to
my
office
.
It
was
n't
my
first
interview
with
Percy
on
the
subject
of
his
behavior
,
and
it
would
n't
be
the
last
,
but
it
was
prompted
by
what
,
was
probably
the
clearest
understanding
of
what
he
was
.
He
had
the
heart
of
a
cruel
boy
who
goes
to
the
zoo
not
so
he
can
study
the
animals
but
so
he
can
throw
stones
at
them
in
their
cages
.
"
You
stay
away
from
him
,
now
,
you
hear
?
"
I
said
.
"
Unless
I
give
you
a
specific
order
,
just
stay
the
hell
away
from
him
.
"
Percy
combed
his
hair
back
,
then
patted
at
it
with
his
sweet
little
hands
.
That
boy
just
loved
touching
his
hair
.
"
I
was
n't
doing
nothing
to
him
,
"
he
said
.
"
Only
asking
how
it
felt
to
know
you
had
burned
up
some
babies
,
is
all
.
"
Percy
gave
me
a
round-eyed
,
innocent
stare
.
"
You
quit
with
it
,
or
there
'll
be
a
report
,
"
I
said
.
