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s；〃 I told my wife。
She shook her head。 〃I don't think I want to know what you're up to … I'll worry less if I'm in the dark。 I'll have a bite in the parlor。 I'm visiting with Miss Jane Austen this week； and she's very good pany。〃
〃Who's Jane Austen？〃 Harry asked when she had left。 〃Your side or Janices's； Paul？ A cousin？ Is she pretty？〃
〃She's a writer； you nit；〃 Brutal told him。 〃Been dead practically since Betsy Ross basted the stars on the first flag。〃
〃Oh。〃 Harry looked embarrassed。 〃I'm not much of a reader。 Radio manuals； mostly。〃
〃What's on your mind； Paul？〃 Dean asked。
〃John Coffey and Mr。 Jingles； to start with。〃 They looked surprised； which I had expected … they'd been thinking I wanted to discuss either Delacroix or Percy。 Maybe both。 I looked at Dean and Harry 〃The thing with Mr。 Jingles … what Coffey did … happened pretty fast。 I don't know if you got there in time to see how broken up the mouse was or not。〃
Dean shook his head。 〃I saw the blood on the floor； though。〃
I turned to Brutal。
〃That son of a bitch Percy crushed it；〃 he said simply。 〃It should have died； but it didn't。 Coffey did something to it。 Healed it somehow。 I know how that sounds； but I saw it with my own eyes。〃
I said： 〃He healed me； as well； and I didn't just see it； I felt it。〃 I told them about my urinary infection … how it had e back； how bad it had been （I pointed through the window at the woodpile I'd had to hold onto
