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nty on the night of November 20th； Dean and Harry and I went down to our one occupied cell； where John Coffey sat on the end of his bunk with his hands clasped between his knees and a tiny dab of meatloaf gravy on the collar of his blue shirt。 He looked out through the bars at us； a lot calmer than we felt； it seemed。 My hands were cold and my temples were throbbing。 It was one thing to know he was willing … it made it at least possible for us to do our job … but it was another to know we were going to electrocute him for someone else's crime。
I had last seen Hal Moores around seven that evening。 He was in his office； buttoning up his overcoat。 His face was pale； his hands shaking so badly that he e production of those buttons。 I almost wanted to knock his fingers aside and do the coat up myself； like you would with a little kid。 The irony was that Melinda had looked better when Jan and I went to see her the previous weekend than Hal had looked earlier on John Coffey's execution evening。
〃I won't be staying for this one；〃 he had said。 〃Curtis will be there； and I know Coffey will be in good hands with you and Brutus。〃
〃Yes； sir； we'll do our best〃； I said。 〃Is there any word on Percy？〃 Is he ing back around？ is what I meant； of course。 Is he even now sitting in a room somewhere and telling someone … some doctor； most likely … about how we zipped him into the nut…coat and threw him into the restraint room like any other problem child 。。。 any other lugoon；
