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y propelled him on down the Green Mile; past the gleeful Delacroix and the impassive Coffey。 Wharton ran to keep from falling on his face; spitting curses the whole way。 Spitting them the way a welder's torch spits sparks。 We banged him into the last cell on the right while Dean; Harry; and Percy (who for once wasn't plaining about being unfairly overworked) yanked all of the crap out of the restraint room。 While they did that; I had a brief conversation with Wharton。
〃You think you're tough;〃 I said; 〃and maybe you are; sonny; but in here tough don't matter。 Your stampeding days are over。 If you take it easy on us; we'll take it easy on you。 If you make it hard; you'll die in the end just the same; only we'll sharpen you like a pencil before you go。〃
〃You're gonna be so happy to see the end of me;〃 Wharton said in a hoarse voice。 He was struggling against the straitjacket even though he must have known it would do no good; and his face was as red as a tomato。 〃And until I'm gone; I'll make your lives miserable。〃 He bared his teeth at me like an angry baboon。
〃If that's all you want; to make our lives miserable; you can quit now; because you've already succeeded;〃 Brutal said。 〃But as far as your time on the Mile goes; Wharton; we don't care if you spend all of it in the room with the soft walls。 And you can wear that damned nut…coat until your arms gangrene from lack of circulation and fall right off。〃 He paused。 〃No one much es down here; you know。 And if you think anyone gives much of a shit what happens to you; one way or another; you best reconsider。 To the world in general; you're already one dead outlaw。〃
Wharton was studying Brutal carefully; and the color was fading out of his face。 〃Lemme out of it〃; he said in a placatory voice … a