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an…hearted）； some of it's how he acts like he's King Shit of Turd Mountain； but mostly it's that he's sneaky； and he likes to hurt。
He'd just gotten to work； I saw； hadn't even changed into his orderly's whites yet。 He was wearing jeans and a cheesy…looking Western…style shirt。 In one hand was the remains of a Danish he'd hooked out of the kitchen。 He'd been standing under the leave； eating it where he wouldn't get wet。 And where he could watch for me； I'm pretty sure of that now。 I'm pretty sure of something else； as well： I'll have to watch out for Mr。 Brad Dolan。 He doesn't like me much。 I don't know why； but I never knew why Percy Wetmore didn't like Delacroix； either。 And dislike is really too weak a word。 Percy hated Del's guts from the very first moment the little Frenchman came onto the Green Mile。
'〃What's with this poncho you got on； Paulie？〃 he asked； flicking the collar。 〃This isn't yours。〃
〃I got it in the hall outside the kitchen；〃 I said。 I hate it when he calls me Paulie； and I think he knows it； but I was damned if I'd give him the satisfaction of seeing it。 〃There's a whole row of them。 I'm not hurting it any； would you say？ Rain's what it's made for； after all。〃
〃But it wasn't made for you； Paulie；〃 he said； giving it another little flick。 〃That's the thing。 Those slickers're for the employees； not the residents。〃
〃I still don't see what harm it does。〃
He gave me a thin little smile。 〃It's not about harm； it's about
