have　been　told　with　the　relish　of　high　glee　for　years　to　e。

〃You　talk　about　this　to　anyone；　and　you'll　all　be　on　the　breadlines　in　a　week；〃　he　whispered　fiercely。　It　was　the　sort　of　crack　that　would　have　made　me　want　to　swat　him　under　other　circumstances；　but　under　these；　I　only　pitied　him。　I　think　he　saw　that　pity；　and　it　made　it　worse　with　him　…　like　having　an　open　wound　scoured　with　tles。

'〃What　goes　on　here　stays　here；〃　Dean　said　quietly。　〃You　don't　have　to　worry　about　that。〃

Percy　looked　back　over　his　shoulder；　toward　Delacroix's　cell。　Brutal　was　just　locking　the　door；　and　from　inside；　deadly　clear；　we　could　still　hear　Delacroix　giggling。　Percy's　look　was　as　black　as　thunder。　I　thought　of　telling　him　that　you　reaped　what　you　sowed　in　this　life；　and　then　decided　this　might　not　be　the　right　time　for　a　scripture　lesson。

〃As　for　him　…　〃　he　began；　but　never　finished。　He　left；　instead；　head　down；　to　go　into　the　storage　room　and　look　for　a　dry　pair　of　pants。

〃He's　so　purty；〃　Wharton　said　in　a　dreamy　voice。　Harry　told　him　to　shut　the　fuck　up　before　he　went　down　to　the　restraint　room　just　on　general　damned　principles。　Wharton　folded　his　arms　on　his　chest；　closed　his　eyes；　and　appeared　to　go　to　sleep。

9。

The　night　before　Delacroix's　execution　came　down　hotter　and　muggier　than　ever　…　eighty…one　degrees　by　the　thermometer　outside　the　Admin　readyroom　window　when　I　clocked　in　at　six。　Eighty…one　degrees　at　the　end　of　October；　think　of　t