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es stood on Del's slipper with his front paws raised； clearly lusting for another chance to chase。 The Cajun looked from Brutal to me and back to Brutal again。 〃What dey do in Mouseville？〃 he asked。
〃You think they'd take Mr。 Jingles？〃 Brutal asked me； simultaneously ignoring Del and drawing him on。 〃Think he's got the stuff； Paul？〃
I tried to appear considering。 〃You know；〃 I said； 〃the more I think of it； the more it seems like a brilliant idea。〃 From the er of my eye I saw Percy e partway down the Green Mile （giving Wharton's cell a very wide berth）。 He stood with one shoulder leaning against an empty cell； listening with a small； contemptuous smile on his lips。
〃What dis Mouseville？〃 Del asked； now frantic to know。
〃A tourist attraction； like I told you；〃 Brutal said。 〃There's； oh I dunno； a hundred or so mice there。 Wouldn't you say； Paul？〃
〃More like a hundred and fifty these days；〃 I said。 〃It's a big success。 I understand they're thinking of opening one out in California and calling it Mouseville West； that's how much business is booming。 Trained mice are the ing thing with the smart set； I guess … I don't understand it； myself。〃
Del sat with the colored spool in his hand； looking at us； his own situation forgotten for the time being。
〃They only take the smartest mice；〃 Brutal cautioned； 〃the ones that can do tricks。 And they can't be white mice； because those are pet…shop mice。〃
〃Pet…shop mice； yeah； you bet！〃 D
