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day。 He had been up by the duty desk； watching Dean and Harry play cribbage。 Percy was there； too； and Brutal finally tired of trying to start a conversation with him and getting nothing but sullen grunts in response。 He strolled down to where I sat on a stool outside of Delacroix's cell and stood there listening to us with his arms folded。
〃How about Mouseville？〃 Brutal asked into the considering silence which followed Del's rejection of my spooky old house out in the woods。 He threw the ment out in a casual just…an…idea tone of voice。
〃Mouseville？〃 Delacroix asked； giving Brutal a look both startled and interested。 〃What Mouseville？〃
〃It's this tourist attraction down in Florida；〃 he said。 〃Tallahassee； I think。 Is that right； Paul？ Tallahassee？〃
〃Yep；〃 I said； speaking without a moment's hesitation； thinking God bless Brutus Howell。 〃Tallahassee。 Right down the road apiece from the dog university。〃 Brutal's mouth twitched at that； and I thought he was going to queer the pitch by laughing； but he got it under control and nodded。 I'd hear about the dog university later； though； I imagined。
This time Del didn't throw the spool； although Mr。 Jingles stood on Del's slipper with his front paws raised； clearly lusting for another chance to chase。 The Cajun looked from Brutal to me and back to Brutal again。 〃What dey do in Mouseville？〃 he asked。
〃You think they'd take Mr。 Jingles？〃 Brutal asked me； simultaneously ignoring Del and drawing him on。 〃Think he's got the stuff； Paul？〃
I tried to appear considering。 〃You know；〃 I said； 〃the more I think of it； the more it seems like a brilliant idea。〃 From the er of my eye I saw Percy e partway down the Green Mile （giving Wharton's cell a very wide berth）。 He stood with one shoulder
