第18部分

請關閉瀏覽器的閱讀/暢讀/小說模式並且關閉廣告遮蔽過濾功能，避免出現內容無法顯示或者段落錯亂。

e　want　it；〃　Delacroix　said　serenely。　〃Same　as　he　whisper　his　name。〃

Delacroix　showed　all　the　other　guys　his　mouse's　trick　。。。　all　except　Percy。　To　Delacroix；　it　didn't　matter　that　Percy　had　suggested　the　cigar　box　and　procured　the　cotton　with　which　to　line　it。　Delacroix　was　like　some　dogs：　kick　them　once　and　they　never　trust　you　again；　no　matter　how　nice　you　are　to　them。

I　can　hear　Delacroix　now；　yelling；　Hey；　you　guys！　e　and　see　what　Mr。　Jingles　can　do！　And　them　going　down　in　a　bluesuit　cluster　…　Brutal；　Harry；　Dean；　even　Bill　Dodge。　All　of　them　had　been　properly　amazed；　too；　the　same　as　I　had　been。

Three　or　four　days　after　Mr。　Jingles　started　doing　the　trick　with　the　spool；　Harry　Terwilliger　rummaged　through　the　arts　and　crafts　stuff　we　kept　in　the　restraint　room；　found　the　Crayolas；　and　brought　them　to　Delacroix　with　a　smile　that　was　almost　embarrassed。　〃I　thought　you　might　like　to　make　that　spool　different　colors；〃　he　said。　〃Then　your　little　pal'd　be　like　a　circus　mouse；　or　something。〃

〃A　circus　mouse！〃　Delacroix　said；　looking　pletely；　rapturously　happy。　I　suppose　he　was　pletely　happy；　maybe　for　the　first　time　in　his　whole　miserable　life。　〃That　just　what　he　is；　too！　A　circus　mouse！　When　I　get　outta　here；　he　gonna　make　me　rich；　like　inna　circus！　You　see　if　he　don't。〃

Percy　Wetmore　would　no　doubt　have　pointed　out　to　Delacroix　that　when　he　left　Cold　Mountain；　he'd　be　riding　in　an　ambulance　that　didn't　need　to　run　its　light　or　siren；　but　Harry　knew　better。　He　just　told　Delacroix　to　make　the　spool　as　colorful　as　he　could　as　quick　as　he　could；　because　he'd　have　to　take　the　crayons　back　after　dinner。

Del　made　it　colorful；　all　right。　When　he　was　done；　one　end　of　the　spool　was　yellow；　the　other　end　was　green；　and　the　drum　in　the　midd