tter　fel…〃

Brutal　stepped　into　the　cell；　but　not　toward　Wharton。　He　moved　to　the　left　once　he　was　through　the　door；　and　Wharton's　narrow　eyes　widened　as　he　saw　the　firehose　pointed　at　him。

〃No；　you　don't；〃　he　said。　〃Oh　no；　you　d…〃

〃Dean！〃　I　yelled。　〃Turn　it　on！　All　the　way！〃

Wharton　jumped　forward；　and　Brutal　hit　him　a　good　smart　lick　…　the　kind　of　lick　I'm　sure　Percy　dreamed　of　…　across　his　forehead；　laying　his　baton　right　over　Wharton's　eyebrows。　Wharton；　who　seemed　to　think　we'd　never　seen　trouble　until　we'd　seen　him；　went　to　his　knees；　his　eyes　open　but　blind。　Then　the　water　came；　Harry　staggering　back　a　step　under　its　power　and　then　holding　steady；　the　nozzle　firm　in　his　hands；　pointed　like　a　gun。　The　stream　caught　iddle　of　his　chest；　spun　him　halfway　around；　and　drove　him　back　under　his　bunk。　Down　the　hall；　Delacroix　was　jumping　from　foot　to　foot；　cackling　shrilly；　and　cursing　at　John　Coffey；　demanding　that　Coffey　tell　him　what　was　going　on；　who　was　winning；　and　how　dat　gran'　fou　new　boy　like　dat　Chinee　water　treatment。　John　said　nothing；　just　stood　there　quietly　in　his　too…short　pants　and　his　prison　slippers。　I　only　had　one　quick　glance　at　him；　but　that　was　enough　to　observe　his　same　old　expression；　both　sad　and　serene。　It　was　as　if　he'd　seen　the　whole　thing　before；　not　just　once　or　twice　but　a　thousand　times。

〃Kill　the　water！〃　Brutal　shouted　back　over　his　shoulder；　then　raced　forward　into　the　cell。　He　sank　his　hands　into　the　semi…con