rst he wouldn't go； and I might as well have been trying to pull a boulder out of the ground with my bare hands。
〃e on； John； we gotta go； 'less you want the coach…and…four to turn back into a pumpkin；〃 Harry said； giving his nervous laugh again。 He took John's other arm and tugged； but John still wouldn't e。 And then he said something in a low and dreaming voice。 It wasn't me he was speaking to； it wasn't any of us； but I have still never forgotten it。
〃They're still in there。 Pieces of them； still in there。 I hear them screaming。〃
Harry's nervous chuckles ceased； leaving him with a smile that hung on his mouth like a crooked shutter hangs on an empty house。 Brutal gave me a look that was almost terrified； and stepped away from John Coffey。 For the second time in less than five minutes； I sensed the whole enterprise on the verge of collapse。 This time I was the one who stepped in； when disaster threatened a third time； a little later on； it would be Harry。 We all got our chance that night； believe me。
I slid in between John and his view of the chair； standing on my tiptoes to make sure I was pletely blocking his sight…line。 Then I snapped my fingers in front of his eyes； twice； sharply。
〃e on！〃 I said。 〃Walk！ You said you didn't need to be chained； now prove it！ Walk； big boy！ Walk； John Coffey！ Over there！ That door！〃
His eyes cleared。 〃Yes； boss。〃 And praise God； he began to walk。
〃Look at the door； John Coffey； just at the