roix's execution。 That thought led to how Percy was going to be out front this time； and I felt a shiver of dread。 I told myself to just go with it； one execution and we'd very likely be shut of Percy Wetmore for good 。。。 but still I felt that shiver； as if the infection I'd been suffering with wasn't gone at all； but had only switched locations； from boiling my groin to freezing my backbone。
7。
〃e on；〃 Brutal told Delacroix the following evening。 〃We're going for a little walk。 You and me and Mr。 Jingles。〃
Delacroix looked at him distrustfully； then reached down into the cigar box for the mouse。 He cupped it m the palm of one hand and looked at Brutal with narrowed eyes。
〃Whatchoo talking about？〃 he asked。
〃It's a big night for you and Mr。 Jingles；〃 Dean said； as he and Harry joined Brutal。 The chain of bruises around Dean's neck had gone an unpleasant yellow color； but at least he could talk again without sounding like a dog barking at a cat。 He looked at Brutal。 〃Think we ought to put the shackles on him； Brute？〃
Brutal appeared to consider。 〃Naw；〃 he said at last。 〃He's gonna be good； ain't you； Del？ You and the mouse； both。 After all； you're gonna be showin off for some high muck…a…mucks tonight。〃
Percy and I were standing up by the duty desk； watching this； Percy with his arms folded and a small； contemptuous smile on his lips。 After a bit； he took out his horn b and went to work on his hair with it。 John Coffey was w