tting go； I thought of John Coffey's endlessly weeping eyes。 And of Melinda Moores saying I dreamed you were wandering in the dark； and so was I。
Still lying on top of my wife； with her arms around my neck and our thighs together； I began to weep myself。
〃Paul！〃 she said； shocked and afraid。 I don't think she'd seen me in tears more than half a dozen times before in the entire course of our marriage。 I have never been； in the ordinary course of things； a crying man。 〃Paul； what is it？〃
〃I know everything there is to know；〃 I said through my tears。 〃I know too goddam much； if you want to know the truth。 I'm supposed to electrocute John Coffey in less than a week's time； but it was William Wharton who killed the Detterick girls。 It was Wild Bill。〃
5。
The next day； the same bunch of screws who had eaten lunch in my kitchen after the botched Delacroix execution ate lunch there again。 This time there was a fifth at our council of war： my wife。 It was Jan who convinced me to tell the others； my first impulse had been not to。 Wasn't it bad enough； I asked her； that we knew？
〃You're not thinking clear about it；〃 she'd answered。 〃Probably because you're still upset。 They already know the worst thing； that John's on the spot for a crime he didn't mit。 If anything； this makes it a little better。〃
I wasn't so sure； but I deferred to her judgement。 I expected an uproar when I told Brutal； Dean； and Harry what I knew （I couldn't prove it； bu