none of your business； either！'
He did as I said。 He had raped a young girl and killed her； and had then dropped her body behind the apartment house where she lived； doused it with coal…oil； and then set it on fire； hoping in some muddled way to dispose of the evidence of his crime。 The fire had spread to the building itself； had engulfed it； and six more people had died； two of them children。 It was the only crime he had in him； and now he was just a mild…mannered man with a worried face； a bald pate； and long hair straggling over the back of his shirt…collar。 He would sit down with Old Sparky in a little while； and Old Sparky would make an end to him 。。。 but whatever it was that had done that awful thing was already gone； and now he lay on his bunk； letting his little panion run squeaking over his hands。 In a way； that was the worst； Old Sparky never burned what was inside them； and the drugs they inject them with today don't put it to sleep。 It vacates； jumps to someone else； and leaves us to kill husks that aren't really alive anyway。
I turned my attention to the giant。
〃If I let Harry take those chains off you； are you going to be nice？〃
He nodded。 It was like his head…shake： down ； up； back to center。 His strange eyes looked at me。 There was a kind of peace in them； but not a kind I was sure I could trust。 I crooked a finger to Harry； who came in and unlocked the chains。 He showed no fear now； even when he knelt between Coffey's treetrunk legs to unlock the ankle irons； and that eased me some。 It was Percy who had made Harry nervous； and I trusted Harry's instincts。 I trusted the instincts of all my day…to…day E Block men； except for Percy。
I have a little set speech I make to men new on the block； but I hesitated with Coffey； b