蒂帆提示您：看後求收藏（八零中文www.80zw.tw），接著再看更方便。
Coffey was smiling a trifle uneasily； as if he knew we would think him foolish but couldn't help himself。 〃Because I get a little scared in the dark sometimes；〃 he said。 〃If it's a strange place。〃
I looked at him … the pure size of him … and felt strangely touched。 They did touch you； you know； you didn't see them at their worst； hammering out their horrors like demons at a forge。
〃Yes； it's pretty bright in here all night long；〃 I said。 〃Half the lights along the Mile burn from nine until five every morning。〃 Then I realized he wouldn't have any idea of what I was talking about … he didn't know the Green Mile from Mississippi mud … and so I pointed。 〃In the corridor。〃
He nodded； relieved。 I'm not sure he knew what a corridor was； either； but he could see the 200…watt bulbs in their wire cages。
I did something I'd never done to a prisoner before； then … I offered him my hand。 Even now I don't know why。 Him asking about the lights； maybe。 It made Harry Terwilliger blink； I can tell you that。 Coffey took my hand with surprising gentleness； my hand all but disappearing into his； and that was all of it。 I had another moth in my killing bottle。 We were done。
I stepped out of the cell。 Harry pulled the door shut on its track and ran both locks。 Coffey stood where he was a moment or two longer； as if he didn't know what to do next； and then he sat down on his bunk； clasped his giant's hands between his knees； and lowered his head like a man who
