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as a small mouse；〃 I said； 〃but that small？ Man； I don't think so。〃
〃But that's where he went；〃 Brutal said。 〃I'm just as sure as houses。〃
〃I don't see how you can be。〃
〃Lean closer … don't worry I got you … and take a whiff。〃
I did as he asked； groping with my left hand for one of the other beams； and feeling a little better when I had hold of it。 The wind outside gusted again； air puffed out of that hole and into my face。 I could smell the keen breath of a winter night in the border South 。。。 and something else； as well。
The smell of peppermint。
Don't let nothing happen to Mr。 Jingles； I could hear Delacroix saying in a voice that wouldn't stay steady I could hear that； and I could feel the warmth of Mr。 Jingles as the Frenchman handed it to me； just a mouse； smarter than most of the species； no doubt； but still just a mouse for a' that and a' that。 Don't let that bad 'un hurt my mouse； he'd said； and I had promised； as I always promised them at the end when walking the Green Mile was no longer a myth or a hypothesis but something they really had to do。 Mail this letter to my brother； who I haven't seen for twenty years？ I promise。 Say fifteen Hail Marys for my soul？ I promise。 Let me die under my spirit…name and see that it goes on my tombstone？ I promise。 It was the way you got them to go and be good about it； the way you saw them into the chair sitting at the end of the Green Mile with their sanity intact。 I couldn't keep all of those promises； of course； but I kept the one I made to Delacroix。 As for the Frenchman himself； there had been hell to pay。 The bad 'un had hurt Delacroix； hurt him plenty。 Oh； I know what he did； all right； but no one deserved what happened to Eduard Delacroix when he fell into Old Sparky's savage
