him　with　a　smile　that　hung　on　his　mouth　like　a　crooked　shutter　hangs　on　an　empty　house。　Brutal　gave　me　a　look　that　was　almost　terrified；　and　stepped　away　from　John　Coffey。　For　the　second　time　in　less　than　five　minutes；　I　sensed　the　whole　enterprise　on　the　verge　of　collapse。　This　time　I　was　the　one　who　stepped　in；　when　disaster　threatened　a　third　time；　a　little　later　on；　it　would　be　Harry。　We　all　got　our　chance　that　night；　believe　me。

I　slid　in　between　John　and　his　view　of　the　chair；　standing　on　my　tiptoes　to　make　sure　I　was　pletely　blocking　his　sight…line。　Then　I　snapped　my　fingers　in　front　of　his　eyes；　twice；　sharply。

〃e　on！〃　I　said。　〃Walk！　You　said　you　didn't　need　to　be　chained；　now　prove　it！　Walk；　big　boy！　Walk；　John　Coffey！　Over　there！　That　door！〃

His　eyes　cleared。　〃Yes；　boss。〃　And　praise　God；　he　began　to　walk。

〃Look　at　the　door；　John　Coffey；　just　at　the　door　and　nowhere　else。〃

〃Yes；　boss。〃　John　fixed　his　eyes　obediently　on　the　door。

〃Brutal；〃　I　said；　and　pointed。

He　hurried　in　advance；　shaking　out　his　keyring；　finding　the　right　one。　John　kept　his　gaze　fixed　on　the　door　to　the　tunnel　and　I　kept　my　gaze　fixed　on　John；　but　from　the　er　of　one　eye　I　could　see　Harry　throwing　nervous　glances　at　the　chair；　as　if　he　had　never　seen　it　before　in　his　life。

There　are　pieces　of　them　still　in　there　。。。　I　hear　them　screaming。

If　that　was　true；　then　Eduard　Delacroix　had　to　be　screaming　longest　and　loudest　of　all；　and　I　was　glad　I　couldn't　hear　what　John　Coffey　did。

Brutal　opened　the　door。　We　went　down　the　stairs　with　Coffey　in　the　lead。　At　the　bottom；　he　looked　glumly　down　the　tunnel；　with　its　low　brick　ceiling。　He　was　going　to　have　a　crick　in　his　back　by　the　time　we　got　to　the　other　end；　unless　…　I　pulled　the　g