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"
I
'll
be
damned
,
"
Harry
said
.
"
I
train
him
to
do
that
,
"
Delacroix
said
proudly
.
I
thought
,
In
a
pig
's
ass
you
did
,
but
kept
my
mouth
shut
.
"
His
name
is
Mr.
Jingles
.
"
"
Nah
,
"
Harry
said
goodnaturedly
.
"
It
's
Steamboat
Willy
,
like
in
the
pitcher-show
.
Boss
Howell
named
him
.
"
"
It
's
Mr.
Jingles
,
"
Delacroix
said
.
On
any
other
subject
he
would
have
told
you
that
shit
was
Shinola
,
if
you
wanted
him
to
,
but
on
the
subject
of
the
mouse
's
name
he
was
perfectly
adamant
.
"
He
whisper
it
in
my
ear
.
Cap'n
,
can
I
have
a
box
for
him
?
Can
I
have
a
box
for
my
mous
,
"
so
he
can
sleep
in
here
wit
me
?
"
His
voice
began
to
fall
into
wheedling
tones
I
had
heard
a
thousand
times
before
.
"
I
put
him
under
my
bunk
and
he
never
be
a
scrid
of
trouble
,
not
one
.
"
"
Your
English
gets
a
hell
of
a
lot
better
when
you
want
something
,
"
I
said
,
stalling
for
time
.
"
Oh-oh
,
"
Harry
murmured
,
nudging
me
.
"
Here
comes
trouble
.
"
But
Percy
did
n't
look
like
trouble
to
me
,
not
that
night
.
He
was
n't
running
his
hands
through
his
hair
or
fiddling
with
that
baton
of
his
,
and
the
top
button
of
his
uniform
shirt
was
actually
undone
.
It
was
the
first
time
I
'd
seen
him
that
way
,
and
it
was
amazing
,
what
a
change
a
little
thing
like
that
could
make
.
Mostly
,
though
,
what
struck
me
was
the
expression
on
his
face
.
There
was
a
calmness
there
.
Not
serenity
--
I
do
n't
think
Percy
Wetmore
had
a
serene
bone
in
his
body
--
but
the
look
of
a
man
who
has
discovered
he
can
wait
for
the
things
he
wants
.
It
was
quite
a
change
from
the
young
man
I
'd
had
to
threaten
with
Brutus
Howell
's
fists
only
a
few
days
before
.
Delacroix
did
n't
see
the
change
,
though
;
he
cringed
against
the
wall
of
his
cell
,
drawing
his
knees
up
to
his
chest
.
His
eyes
seemed
to
grow
until
they
were
taking
up
half
his
face
.
The
mouse
scampered
up
on
his
bald
pate
and
sat
there
.
I
do
n't
know
if
he
remembered
that
he
also
had
reason
to
distrust
Percy
,
but
it
certainly
looked
as
if
he
did
.
Probably
it
was
just
smelling
the
little
Frenchman
's
fear
,
and
reacting
off
that
.
