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He
said
nothing
to
this
,
only
went
on
studying
me
with
his
strange
,
leaky
gaze
.
I
sighed
.
"
In
a
second
,
big
boy
.
"
I
looked
over
at
Delacroix
,
who
was
standing
at
the
bars
of
his
cell
.
Mr.
Jingles
,
his
pet
mouse
(
Delacroix
would
tell
you
he
'd
trained
Mr.
Jingles
to
do
tricks
,
but
us
folks
who
worked
on
the
Green
Mile
were
pretty
much
unanimous
in
the
opinion
that
Mr.
Jingles
had
trained
himself
)
,
was
jumping
restlessly
back
and
forth
from
one
of
Del
's
outstretched
hands
to
the
other
,
like
an
acrobat
doing
leaps
from
platforms
high
above
the
center
ring
.
His
eyes
were
huge
,
his
ears
laid
back
against
his
sleek
brown
skull
.
I
had
n't
any
doubt
that
the
mouse
was
reacting
to
Delacroix
's
nerves
.
As
I
watched
,
he
ran
down
Delacroix
's
pants
leg
and
across
the
cell
to
where
the
brightly
colored
spool
lay
against
one
wall
.
He
pushed
the
spool
back
to
Delacroix
's
foot
and
then
looked
up
at
him
eagerly
,
but
the
little
Cajun
took
no
notice
of
his
friend
,
at
least
for
the
time
being
.
"
What
happen
,
boss
?
"
Delacroix
asked
.
"
Who
been
hurt
?
"
"
Everything
's
jake
,
"
I
said
.
"
Our
new
boy
came
in
like
a
lion
,
but
now
he
's
passed
out
like
a
lamb
.
All
's
well
that
ends
well
.
"
"
It
ai
n't
over
yet
,
"
Delacroix
said
,
looking
up
the
Mile
toward
the
cell
where
Wharton
was
jugged
.
"
L'homme
mauvais
,
c'est
"
vrai
!
"
"
Well
,
"
I
said
,
"
do
n't
let
it
get
you
down
,
Del.
.
Nobody
's
going
to
make
you
play
skiprope
with
him
out
in
the
yard
.
"
There
was
a
creaking
sound
from
behind
me
as
Coffey
got
off
his
bunk
.
"
Boss
Edgecombe
!
"
he
said
again
.
This
time
he
sounded
urgent
.
"
I
need
to
talk
to
you
!
"
I
turned
to
him
,
thinking
,
all
right
,
no
problem
,
talking
was
my
business
.
All
the
time
trying
not
to
shiver
,
because
the
fever
had
turned
cold
,
as
they
sometimes
will
.
Except
for
my
groin
,
which
still
felt
as
if
it
had
been
slit
open
,
filled
with
hot
coals
,
and
then
sewed
back
up
again
.
