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〃With Paul；〃 Brutal said； 〃the quality of mercy is not strained； it droppeth like the gentle rain from heaven。〃
〃Huh？〃 Percy asked； frowning。
〃Means he's a soft touch。 Always has been； always will be。 Want to play a game of Crazy Eights； Percy？〃
Percy snorted。 〃Except for Go Fish and Old Maid； that's the stupidest card…game ever made。〃
〃That's why I thought you might like a few hands；〃 Brutal said； smiling sweetly。
〃Everybody's a Wisenheimer；〃 Percy said； and sulked off into my office。 I didn't care much for the little rat parking his ass behind my desk； but I kept my mouth shut。
The clock crawled。 Twelve…twenty； twelve…thirty。 At twelve…forty； John Coffey got up off his bunk and stood at his cell door； hands grasping the bars loosely。 Brutal and I walked down to Wharton's cell and looked in。 He lay there on his bunk； smiling up at the ceiling。 His eyes were open； but they looked like big glass balls。 One hand lay on his chest； the other dangled limply off the side of his bunk； knuckles brushing the floor。
〃Gosh；〃 Brutal said； 〃from Billy the Kid to Willie the Weeper in less than an hour。 I wonder how many of those morphine pills Dean put in that tonic。〃
〃Enough；〃 I said。 There was a little tremble in my voice。 I don't know if Brutal heard it； but I sure did。 〃e on。 We're going to do it。〃
〃You don't want to wait for beautiful there to pass out？〃
〃He's passed out now； Brute。 He's just too buzzed to close his eyes。〃
〃You're the boss。〃 He looked around for Harry； but Harry was already there。 Dean was sitting boltupright at the duty desk； shuffling the cards so hard and fast it was a wonder they didn't catch fire； throwing a little glance to his left； at my office； with every flutter…shuffle。 Keeping an eye out for Percy。
〃Is it time？〃 Harry asked。 His long； horsey face was very pale above his blue uniform blouse； but he looked determined。
〃Yes；〃 I said。 〃If we're going through with it； it's time。〃
Harry crossed himself and kissed his thumb。 Then he went down to the restraint room； unlocked it； and came back with the straitjacket。 He handed it to Brutal。 The three of us walked up the Green Mile。 Coffey stood at his cell door； watching us go； and said not a word。 When we reached the duty desk； Brutal put the straitjacket behind his back； which was broad enough to conceal it easily。
〃Luck；〃 Dean said。 He was as pale as Harry； and looked just as determined。
Percy was behind my desk； all right； sitting in my chair and frowning over the book he'd been toting around with him the last few nights … not Argosy or Stag but Caring for the Mental Patient in Institutions。 You would have thought； from the guilty； worried glance he threw our way when we walked in； that it had been The Last Days of Sodom and Gomorrah。
〃What？〃 he asked； closing the book in a hurry。 〃What do you want？〃
〃To talk to you； Percy；〃 I said； 〃that's all。〃
But he read a hell of a lot more than a desire to talk on our faces； and was up like a shot； hurrying … not quite running； but almost … toward the open door to the storeroom。 He thought we had e to give him a ragging at the very least； and more likely a good roughing up。
Harry cut around behind him and blocked the doorway； arms folded on his chest。
〃Saaay！〃 Percy turned to me； alarmed but trying not to show it。 〃What is this？〃
〃Don't ask； Percy；〃 I said。 I had thought I'd be okay … back to normal； anyway…once we actually got rolling on this crazy business； but it wasn't working out that way。 I couldn't believe what I was doing。 It was like a bad dream。 I kept expecting my wife to shake me awake and tell me I'd been moaning in my sleep。 〃It'll be easier if you just go along with it。
〃What's Howell got behind his back？〃 Percy asked in a ragged voice。 turning to get a better look at Brutal。
〃Nothing；〃 Brutal said。 〃Well 。。。 this； I suppose…！〃
He whipped the straitjacket out and shook it beside one hip； like a matador shaking his cape to make the bull charge。
Percy's eyes widened； and he lunged。 He meant to run； but Harry grabbed his arms and a lunge was all he was able to manage。
〃Let go of me！〃 Percy shouted； trying to jerk out of Harry's grasp。 It wasn't going to happen； Harry outweighed him by almost a hundred pounds and had the muscles of a man who spent most of his spare time plowing and chopping； but Percy gave it a good enough effort to drag Harry halfway across the room and to rough up the unpleasant green carpet I kept meaning to replace。 For a moment I thought he was even going to get one arm free panic can be one hell of a motivator。
〃Settle down； Percy；〃 I said。 〃It'll go easier if … 〃
〃Don't you tell me to settle down； you ignoramus！〃 Percy yelled； jerking his shoulders and trying to free his arms。 〃Just get away from me！ All of you！ I know people！ Big people！ If you don't quit this； you'll have to go all the way to South Carolina just to get a meal in a soup kitchen！〃
He gave another forward lunge and ran his upper thighs into my desk。 The book he'd been reading； Caring for the Mental Patient in Institutions； gave a jump； and the smaller； pamphlet…sized book which had been hidden inside it popped out。 No wonder Percy had looked guilty when we came in。 It wasn't The Last Days of Sodom and Gomorrah； but it was the one we sometimes gave to inmates who were feeling especially horny and who had been well…behaved enough to deserve a treat。 I've mentioned it； I think … the little cartoon book where Olive Oyl does everybody except Sweet Pea； the kid。
I found it sad that Percy had been in my office and pursuing such pallid porn； and Harry … what I could see of him from over Percy's straining shoulder … looked mildly disgusted； but Brutal hooted with laughter； and that took the fight out of Percy； at least for the time being。
〃Oh Poicy；〃 he said。 〃What would your mother say？ For that matter； what would the governor say？〃
Percy was blushing a dark red。 〃Just shut up。 And leave my mother out of it。〃
Brutal tossed me the straitjacket and pushed his face up into Percy's。 〃Sure thing。 Just stick out your arms like a good boy。〃
Percy's lips were trembling； and his eyes were too bright。 He was； I realized； on the verge of tears。 〃I won't；〃 he said in a childish； trembling voice； 〃and you can't make me。〃 Then he raised his voice and began to scream for help。 Harry winced and so did I。 If we ever came close to just dropping the whole thing； it was then。 We might have； except for Brutal。 He never hesitated。 He stepped behind Percy so he was shoulder to shoulder with Harry； who still had Percy's hands pinned behind him。 Brutal reached up and took Percy's ears in his hands。
〃Stop that yelling；〃 Brutal said。 〃Unless you want to have a pair of the world's most unique teabag caddies。〃
Percy quit yelling for help and just stood there； trembling and looking down at the cover of the crude cartoon book； which showed Popeye and Olive doing it in a creative way I had heard of but never tried。 〃Oooh； Popeye！〃 read the balloon over Olive's head。 〃Uck…uck…uck…uck！〃 read the one over Popeye's。 He was still smoking his pipe。
〃Hold out your arms；〃 Brutal said； 〃and let's have no more foolishness about it。 Do it now。〃
〃I won't；〃 Percy