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atching； too； standing silently at the bars of his cell。 Wharton was lying on his bunk； staring up at the ceiling and ignoring the whole show。 He was still 〃being good；〃 although what he called good was what the docs at Briar Ridge called catatonic。 And there was one other person there； as well。 He was tucked out of sight in my office； but his skinny shadow fell out the door and onto the Green Mile。
〃What dis about； you gran' 'fou？〃 Del asked querulously； drawing his feet up on the bunk as Brutal undid the double locks on his cell door and ran it open。 His eyes flicked back and forth among the three of them。
〃Well； I tell you；〃 Brutal said。 〃Mr。 Moores is gone for awhile … his wife is under the weather； as you may have heard。 So Mr。 Anderson is in charge； Mr。 Curtis Anderson。〃
〃Yeah？ What that。 got to do with me？〃
〃Well；〃 Harry said； 〃Boss Anderson's heard about your mouse； Del； and wants to see him perform。 He and about six other fellows are over in Admin； just waiting for you to show up。 Not just plain old bluesuit guards； either。 These are pretty big bugs； just like Brute said。 One of them； I believe； is a politician all the way from the state capital。〃
Delacroix swelled visibly at this； and I saw not so much as a single shred of doubt on his face。 Of course they wanted to see Mr。 Jingles； who would not？
He scrummed around； first under his bunk and then under his pillow。 He eventually found one of those big pink peppermints and the
