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He
looked
over
at
McMurphy
's
corner
.
Everybody
did
.
McMurphy
was
there
,
studying
the
deck
of
cards
that
slid
in
and
out
of
sight
in
his
hands
.
He
did
n't
even
look
up
.
It
was
awfully
quiet
;
there
was
just
that
slap
of
greasy
cards
and
Cheswick
's
heavy
breathing
.
"
I
want
something
done
!
"
Cheswick
suddenly
yelled
again
.
"
I
ai
n't
no
little
kid
!
"
He
stamped
his
foot
and
looked
around
him
like
he
was
lost
and
might
break
out
crying
any
minute
.
He
clenched
both
fists
and
held
them
at
his
chubby
round
chest
.
His
fists
made
little
pink
balls
against
the
green
,
and
they
were
clenched
so
hard
he
was
shaking
.
He
never
had
looked
big
;
he
was
short
and
too
fat
and
had
a
bald
spot
in
the
back
of
his
head
that
showed
like
a
pink
dollar
,
but
standing
there
by
himself
in
the
center
of
the
day
room
like
that
he
looked
tiny
.
He
looked
at
McMurphy
and
got
no
look
back
,
and
went
down
the
line
of
Acutes
looking
for
help
.
Each
time
a
man
looked
away
and
refused
to
back
him
up
,
and
the
panic
on
his
face
doubled
.
His
looking
finally
came
to
a
stop
at
the
Big
Nurse
.
He
stamped
his
foot
again
.
"
I
want
something
done
!
Hear
me
?
I
want
something
done
!
Something
!
Something
!
Some
--
"
The
two
big
black
boys
clamped
his
arms
from
behind
,
and
the
least
one
threw
a
strap
around
him
.
He
sagged
like
he
'd
been
punctured
,
and
the
two
big
ones
dragged
him
up
to
Disturbed
;
you
could
hear
the
soggy
bounce
of
him
going
up
the
steps
.
When
they
came
back
and
sat
down
,
the
Big
Nurse
turned
to
the
line
of
Acutes
across
the
room
and
looked
at
them
.
Nothing
had
been
said
since
Cheswick
left
.
"
Is
there
any
more
discussion
,
"
she
said
,
"
on
the
rationing
of
cigarettes
?
"
Looking
down
the
canceled
row
of
faces
hanging
against
the
wall
across
the
room
from
me
,
my
eyes
finally
came
to
McMurphy
in
his
chair
in
the
corner
,
concentrating
on
improving
his
one-handed
card
cut
...
and
the
white
tubes
in
the
ceiling
begin
to
pump
their
refrigerated
light
again
...
I
can
feel
it
,
beams
all
the
way
into
my
stomach
.
After
McMurphy
does
n't
stand
up
for
us
any
longer
,
some
of
the
Acutes
talk
and
say
he
's
still
outsmarting
the
Big
Nurse
,
say
that
he
got
word
she
was
about
to
send
him
to
Disturbed
and
decided
to
toe
the
line
a
while
,
not
give
her
any
reason
.
Others
figure
he
's
letting
her
relax
,
then
he
's
going
to
spring
something
new
on
her
,
something
wilder
and
more
ornery
than
ever
.
You
can
hear
them
talking
in
groups
,
wondering
.
But
me
,
I
know
why
.
I
heard
him
talk
to
the
lifeguard
.
He
's
finally
getting
cagey
,
is
all
.
The
way
Papa
finally
did
when
he
came
to
realize
that
he
could
n't
beat
that
group
from
town
who
wanted
the
government
to
put
in
the
dam
because
of
the
money
and
the
work
it
would
bring
,
and
because
it
would
get
rid
of
the
village
:
Let
that
tribe
of
fish
Injuns
take
their
stink
and
their
two
hundred
thousand
dollars
the
government
is
paying
them
and
go
some
place
else
with
it
!
Papa
had
done
the
smart
thing
signing
the
papers
;
there
was
n't
anything
to
gain
by
bucking
it
.
The
government
would
of
got
it
anyhow
,
sooner
or
later
;
this
way
the
tribe
would
get
paid
good
.
It
was
the
smart
thing
.
McMurphy
was
doing
the
smart
thing
.
I
could
see
that
.
