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ar … but this was more than swearing。 A lot more。
〃What are you doing here？〃 Moores asked us again。 A lot of the determination had gone out of his voice … his wife's wavering cries had done that。 〃I don't understand。 Is it a prison break； or。。。〃
John set Harry aside … just picked him up and moved him over … and then climbed to the stoop。 He stood between Brutal and me； so big he almost pushed us off either side and into Melly's holly bushes。 Moores's eyes turned up to follow him； the way a person's eyes do when he's trying to see the top of a tall tree。 And suddenly the world fell back into place for me。 That spirit of discord； which had jumbled my thoughts like powerful fingers sifting through sand or grains of rice； was gone。 I thought I also understood why Harry had been able to act when Brutal and I could only stand； hopeless and indecisive； in front of our boss。 Harry had been with John。。。 and whatever spirit it is that opposes that other； demonic one； it was in John Coffey that night。 And； when John stepped forward to face Warden Moores； it was that other spirit … something white； that's how I think of it； as something white … which took control of the situation。 The other thing didn't leave； but I could see it drawing back like a shadow in a sudden strong light。
〃I want to help；〃 John Coffey said。 Moores looked up at him； eyes fascinated； mouth hanging open。 When Coffey plucked the Buntline Special from his hand and passed it to me； I don't think H
