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She
bit
his
hand
,
laughing
,
and
he
studied
the
mark
"
So
,
anyhow
,
after
she
went
home
in
her
pants
I
waited
till
dark
when
I
had
the
chance
to
throw
that
damned
dress
out
in
the
night
--
but
you
feel
that
wind
?
Caught
the
dress
like
a
kite
and
whipped
it
around
the
house
outa
sight
and
the
next
morning
,
by
God
,
it
was
hung
up
in
that
tree
for
the
whole
town
,
was
how
I
figured
then
,
to
turn
out
and
see
.
"
He
sucked
his
hand
,
so
woebegone
that
Candy
laughed
and
gave
it
a
kiss
.
"
So
my
colors
were
flown
,
and
from
that
day
to
this
it
seemed
I
might
as
well
live
up
to
my
name
--
dedicated
lover
--
and
it
's
the
God
's
truth
:
that
little
nine-year-old
kid
out
of
my
youth
's
the
one
who
's
to
blame
.
"
The
house
drifted
past
.
He
yawned
and
winked
.
"
Taught
me
to
love
,
bless
her
sweet
ass
.
"
Then
--
as
he
was
talking
--
a
set
of
tail-lights
going
past
lit
up
McMurphy
's
face
,
and
the
windshield
reflected
an
expression
that
was
allowed
only
because
he
figured
it
'd
be
too
dark
for
anybody
in
the
car
to
see
,
dreadfully
tired
and
strained
and
frantic
,
like
there
was
n't
enough
time
left
for
something
he
had
to
do
...
While
his
relaxed
,
good-natured
voice
doled
out
his
life
for
us
to
live
,
a
rollicking
past
full
of
kid
fun
and
drinking
buddies
and
loving
women
and
barroom
battles
over
meager
honors
--
for
all
of
us
to
dream
ourselves
into
.
The
Big
Nurse
had
her
next
maneuver
under
way
the
day
after
the
fishing
trip
.
The
idea
had
come
to
her
when
she
was
talking
to
McMurphy
the
day
before
about
how
much
money
he
was
making
off
the
fishing
trip
and
other
little
enterprises
along
that
line
.
She
bad
worked
the
idea
over
that
night
,
looking
at
it
from
every
direction
this
time
until
she
was
dead
sure
it
could
not
fail
,
and
all
the
next
day
she
fed
hints
around
to
start
a
rumor
and
have
it
breeding
good
before
she
actually
said
anything
about
it
.
She
knew
that
people
,
being
like
they
are
,
sooner
or
later
are
going
to
draw
back
a
ways
from
somebody
who
seems
to
be
giving
a
little
more
than
ordinary
,
from
Santa
Clauses
and
missionaries
and
men
donating
funds
to
worthy
causes
,
and
begin
to
wonder
:
What
's
in
it
for
them
?
Grin
out
of
the
side
of
their
mouths
when
the
young
lawyer
,
say
,
brings
a
sack
of
pecans
to
the
kids
in
his
district
school
--
just
before
nominations
for
state
senate
,
the
sly
devil
--
and
say
to
one
another
,
He
's
nobody
's
fool
.
She
knew
it
would
n't
take
too
much
to
get
the
guys
to
wondering
just
what
it
was
,
now
that
you
mention
it
,
that
made
McMurphy
spend
so
much
time
and
energy
organizing
fishing
trips
to
the
coast
and
arranging
Bingo
parties
and
coaching
basketball
teams
.
