绿里奇迹(英文版)-第51章

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ure　someone　had　showed　him　how　to　do　it　when　he　was　a　lad　…　maybe　his　father　or　maybe　one　of　the　boyfriends　his　mother　had　after　the　father　was　gone　…　but　he'd　forgot　the　knack。〃　
〃I'm　with　Brutal　…　I　still　don't　see　what　your　shoe　has　to　do　with　whether　or　not　Coffey　killed　the　Detterick　twins；〃　Dean　said。　
So　I　went　over　the　story　of　the　abduction　and　murder　again　…　what　I'd　read　that　hot　day　in　the　prison　library　with　my　groin　sizzling　and　Gibbons　snoring　in　the　er；　and　all　that　the　reporter；　Hammersmith；　told　me　later。　
〃The　Dettericks'　dog　wasn't　much　of　a　biter；　but　it　was　a　world…class　barker；〃　I　said。　〃The　man　who　took　the　girls　kept　it　quiet　by　feeding　it　sausages。　He　crept　a　little　closer　every　time　he　gave　it　one；　I　imagine；　and　while　the　mutt　was　eating　the　last　one；　he　reached　out；　grabbed　it　by　the　head；　and　twisted。　Broke　its　neck。　
〃Later；　when　they　caught　up　with　Coffey；　the　deputy　in　charge　of　the　posse　…　Rob　McGee；　his　name　was…spotted　a　bulge　in　the　chest　pocket　of　the　biballs　Coffey　was　wearing。　McGee　thought　at　first　it　might　be　a　gun。　Coffey　said　it　was　a　lunch；　and　that's　what　it　turned　out　to　be　…　a　couple　of　sandwiches　and　a　pickle；　wrapped　up　in　newspaper　and　tied　with　butcher's　string。　Coffey　couldn't　remember　who　gave　it　to　him；　only　that　it　was　a　woman　wearing　an　apron。…〃　
〃Sandwiches　and　a　pickle　but　no　sausages；〃　Brutal　said。　
〃No　sausages；〃　I　agreed。　
〃Course　not；〃　Dean　said。　〃He　fed　those　to　the　dog。〃　
〃Well；　that's　what　the　prosecutor　said　at　the　trial；〃　I　agreed；　〃but　if　Coffey　opened　his　lunch　and　fed　the　sausages　to　the　dog；　how'd　he　tie　the　newspaper　back　up　again　with　that　butcher's　twine？　I　don't　know　when　he　even　would　have　had　the　chance；　but　leave　that　out　of　it；　for　the　time　being。　This　man　can't　even　tie　a　simple　granny　knot！〃　
There　was　a　long　moment　of　thunderstruck　silence；　broken　at　last　by　Brutus。　〃Holy　shit；〃　he　said　in　a　low　voice。　〃How　e　no　one　brought　that　up　at　the　trial？〃　
〃Nobody　thought　of　it；〃　I　said；　and　found　myself　again　thinking　of　Hammersmith；　the　reporter　…　Hammersmith　who　had　been　to　college　in　Bowling　Green；　Hammersmith　who　liked　to　think　of　himself　as　enlightened；　Hammersmith　who　had　told　me　that　mongrel　dogs　and　Negroes　were　about　the　same；　that　either　might　take　a　chomp　out　of　you　suddenly；　and　for　no　reason。　Except　he　kept　calling　them　your　Negroes；　as　if　they　were　still　property　。。。　but　not　his　property。　No；　not　his。　Never　his。　And　at　that　time；　the　South　was　full　of　Hammersmiths。　…　Nobody　was　really　equipped　to　think　of　it；　Coffey's　own　attorney　included。〃　
〃But　you　did；〃　Harry　said。　〃Goddam；　boys；　we're　sittin　here　with　Mr。　Sherlock　Holmes。〃　He　sounded　simultaneously　joshing　and　awed。　
〃Oh；　put　a　cork　in　it；〃　I　said。　〃I　wouldn't　have　thought　of　it　either；　if　I　hadn't　put　together　what　he　told　Deputy　McGee　that　day　with　what　he　said　after　he　cured　my　infection；　and　what　he　said　after　he　healed　the　mouse。〃　
〃What？〃　Dean　asked。　
〃When　I　went　into　his　cell；　it　was　like　I　was　hypnotized。　I　didn't　feel　like　I　could　have　stopped　doing　what　he　wanted；　even　if　I'd　tried。〃　
〃I　don't　like　the　sound　of　that；〃　Harry　said；　and　shifted　uneasily　in　his　seat。　
〃I　asked　him　what　he　wanted；　and　he　said　'Just　to　help。'　I　remember　that　very　clearly。　And　when　it　was　over　and　I　was　better；　he　knew。　'I　helped　it；'　he　said。　'I　helped　it；　didn't　I？；　〃　
Brutal　was　nodding。　〃Just　like　with　the　mouse。　You　said　'You　helped　it；'　and　Coffey　said　it　back　to　you　like　he　was　a　parrot。　'I　helped　Del's　mouse。'　Is　that　when　you　knew？　It　was；　wasn't　it？。〃　
〃Yeah；　I　guess　so。　I　remembered　what　he　said　to　McGee　when　McGee　asked　him　what　had　happened。　It　was　in　every　story　about　the　murders；　just　about。　'I　couldn't　help　it。　I　tried　to　take　it　back；　but　it　was　too　late。'　A　man　saying　a　thing　like　that　with　two　little　dead　girls　in　his　arms；　them　white　and　blonde；　him　as　big　as　a　house；　no　wonder　they　got　it　wrong。　They　heard　what　he　was　saying　in　a　way　that　would　agree　with　what　they　were　seeing；　and　what　they　were　seeing　was　black。　They　thought　he　was　confessing；　that　he　was　saying　he'd　had　a　pulsion　to　take　those　girls；　rape　them；　and　kill　them。　That　he'd　e　to　his　senses　and　tried　to　stop。　
〃But　by　then　it　was　too　late；〃　Brutal　murmured　
〃Yes。　Except　what　he　was　really　trying　to　tell　them　was　that　he'd　found　them；　tried　to　heal　them　…　to　bring　them　back　…　and　had　no　success。　They　were　too　far　gone　in　death。〃　
〃Paul；　do　you　believe　that？〃　Dean　asked。　〃Do　you　really；　honest…to…God　believe　that？〃　
I　examined　my　heart　as　well　as　I　could　one　final　time；　then　nodded　my　head。　Not　only　did　I　know　it　now；　there　was　an　intuitive　part　of　me　that　had　known　something　wasn't　right　with　John　Coffey's　situation　from　the　very　beginning；　when　Percy　had　e　onto　the　block　hauling　on　Coffey's　arm　and　blaring　〃Dead　man　walking！　…　at　the　top　of　his　lungs。　I　had　shaken　hands　with　him；　hadn't　I？　I　had　never　shaken　the　hand　of　a　man　ing　on　the　Green　Mile　before；　but　I　had　shaken　Coffey's。　
〃Jesus；〃　Dean　said。　〃Good　Jesus　Christ。〃　
〃Your　shoe's　one　thing；〃　Harry　said。　〃What's　the　other？〃　
〃Not　long　before　the　posse　found　Coffey　and　the　girls；　the　men　came　out　of　the　woods　near　the　south　bank　of　the　Trapingus　River。　They　found　a　patch　of　flattened…down　grass　there；　a　lot　of　blood；　and　the　rest　of　Cora　Detterick's　nightie。　The　dogs　got　confused　for　a　bit。　Most　wanted　to　go　southeast；　downstream　along　the　bank。　But　two　of　them…the　coon…dogs　…　wanted　to　go　upstream。　〃Bobo　Marchant　was　running　the　dogs；　and　when　he　save　the　coonies　a　sniff　of　the　nightgown；　they　turned　with　the　others。〃　
〃The　coonies　got　mixed　up；　didn't　they？〃　Brutal　asked。　A　strange；　sickened　little　smile　was　playing　around　the　corners　of　his　mouth。　〃They　ain't　built　to　be　trackers；　strictly　speaking　；　and　they　got　mixed　up　on　what　their　job　was。〃　
'Yes。　
〃I　don't　get　it；〃　Dean　said。　
〃The　coonies　forgot　whatever　it　was　Bobo　ran　under　their　noses　to　get　them　started；〃　Brutal　said。　〃By　the　time　they　came　out　on　the　riverbank；　the　coonies　were　tracking　the　killer；　not　the　girls。　That　wasn't　a　problem　as　long　as　the　killer　and　the　girls　were　together；　but　。。。〃　
The　light　was　dawning　in　Dean's　eyes。　Harry　had　already　gotten　it。　
〃When　you　think　about　it；〃　I　said；　〃you　wonder　how　anybody；　even　a　jury　wanting　to　pin　the　crime　on　a　wandering　black　fellow；　could　have　believed　John　Coffey　was　their　man　for　even　a　minute。　Just　the　idea　of　keeping　the　dog　quiet　with　food　until　he　could　snap　its　neck　would　have　been　beyond　Coffey。　
〃He　was　never　any　closer　to　the　Detterick　farm　than　the　south　bank　of　the　Trapingus；　that's　what　I　think。　Six　or　more　miles　away。　He　was　just　mooning　along；　maybe　meaning　to　go　down　to　the　railroad　tracks　and　catch　a　freight　to　somewhere　else…when　they　e　off　the　trestle；　they're　going　slow　enough　to　hop…when　he　heard　a　motion　to　the　north。〃　
〃The　killer？〃　Brutal　asked。　
〃The　killer。　He　might　have　raped　them　already；　or　maybe　the　rape　was　what　Coffey　heard。　In　any　case；　that　bloody　patch　in　the　grass　was　where　the　killer　finished　the　business；　dashed　their　heads　together；　dropped　them；　and　then　hightailed　it。〃　
〃Hightailed　it　northwest；〃　Brutal　said。　〃The　direction　the　coon…dogs　wanted　to　go。〃　
〃Right。　John　Coffey　es　through　a　stand　of　alders　that　grows　a　little　way　southeast　of　the　spot　where　the　girls　were　left；　probably　curious　about　all　the　noise；　and　he　finds　their　bodies。　One　of　them　might　still　have　been　alive；　I　suppose　it's　possible　both　of　them　were；　although　not　for　much　longer。　John　Coffey　wouldn't　have　known　if　they　were　dead；　that's　for　sure。　All　he　knows　is　that　he's　got　a　healing　power　in　his　hands；　and　he　tried　to　use　it　on　Cora　and　Kathe　Detterick。　When　it　didn't　work；　he　broke　down；　crying　and　hysterical。　Which　is　how　they　found　him。〃　
〃Why　didn't　he　stay　there；　where　he　found　them？〃　Brutal　asked。　〃Why　take　them　south　along　the　riverbank？　Any　idea？〃　
〃I　bet　he　did　stay　put；　at　first；〃　I　said。　〃At　the　trial；　they　kept　talking　about　a　big　trampled　area；　all　the　grass　squashed　flat。　And　John　Coffey's　a　big　man。〃　
〃John　Coffey's　a　fucking　giant；〃　Harry　said；　pitching　his　voice　very　low　so　my　wife　wouldn't　hear　him　cuss　if　she　happened　to　be　listening。　
〃Maybe　he　panicked　when　he　saw　that　what　he　was　doing　wasn't　working。　Or　maybe　he　got　the　idea　that　the　killer　was　still　there；　in　the　woods　upstream；　watching　him。　Coffey's　big；　you　know；　but　not　real　brave。　Harry；　remember　him　asking　if　we　left　a　light　on　in　the　block　after　bedtime？〃　
〃Yeah。　I　remember　thinking　how　funny　that　was；　what　with　the　size　of　him。〃　Harry　looked　shaken　and　thoughtful。　
〃Well；　if　he　didn't　kill　the　little　girls；　who　did？〃　Dean　asked。　
I　shook　my　head。　〃Someone　else。　Someone　white　would　be　my　best　guess。　The　prosecutor　made　a　big　deal　about　how　it　would　have　taken　a　strong　man　to　kill　a　dog　as　big　as　the　one　the　Dettericks　kept；　but…〃　
〃That's　crap；〃　Brutus　rumbled。　〃A　strong　twelve　year…old　girl　could　break　a　big　dog's　neck；　if　she　took　the　dog　by　surprise　and　knew　where　to　grab。　If　Coffey　didn't　do　it；　it　could　have　been　damned　near　anyone　。。。　any　man；　that　is。　We'll　probably　never　know。〃　
I　said；　〃Unless　he　does　it　again。〃　
〃We　wouldn't　know　even　then；　if　he　did　it　down　Te