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"
Had
a
run-in
downstairs
.
Me
an
'
the
Chief
here
locked
horns
with
two
greasemonkeys
.
"
All
the
stamp-mill
racket
had
stopped
by
this
time
,
and
everybody
was
looking
toward
the
two
of
us
at
the
door
.
McMurphy
drew
eyes
to
him
like
a
sideshow
barker
.
Beside
him
,
I
found
that
I
was
obliged
to
be
looked
at
too
,
and
with
people
staring
at
me
I
felt
I
had
to
stand
up
straight
and
tall
as
I
could
.
That
made
my
back
hurt
where
I
'd
fallen
in
the
shower
with
the
black
boy
on
me
,
but
I
did
n't
let
on
.
One
hungry
looker
with
a
head
of
shaggy
black
hair
came
up
and
held
his
hand
like
he
figured
I
had
something
for
him
.
I
tried
to
ignore
him
,
but
he
kept
running
around
in
front
of
whichever
way
I
turned
,
like
a
little
kid
,
holding
that
empty
hand
cupped
out
to
me
.
McMurphy
talked
a
while
about
the
fight
,
and
my
back
got
to
hurting
more
and
more
.
.
I
'd
hunkered
in
my
chair
in
the
corner
for
so
long
that
it
was
hard
to
stand
straight
very
long
.
I
was
glad
when
a
little
lap
nurse
came
to
take
us
into
the
Nurses
'
Station
and
I
got
a
chance
to
sit
and
rest
.
She
asked
if
we
were
calm
enough
for
her
to
take
off
the
cuffs
,
and
McMurphy
nodded
.
He
had
slumped
over
with
his
head
hung
and
his
elbows
between
his
knees
and
looked
completely
exhausted
--
it
had
n't
occurred
to
me
that
it
was
just
as
hard
for
him
to
stand
straight
as
it
was
for
me
.
The
nurse
--
about
as
big
as
the
small
end
of
nothing
whittled
to
a
fine
point
,
as
McMurphy
put
it
later
--
undid
our
cuffs
and
gave
McMurphy
a
cigarette
and
gave
me
a
stick
of
gum
.
She
said
she
remembered
that
I
chewed
gum
.
I
did
n't
remember
her
at
all
.
McMurphy
smoked
while
she
dipped
her
little
hand
full
of
pink
birthday
candles
into
a
jar
of
salve
and
worked
over
his
cuts
,
flinching
every
time
he
flinched
and
telling
him
she
was
sorry
.
She
picked
up
one
of
his
hands
in
both
of
hers
and
turned
it
over
and
salved
his
knuckles
.
"
Who
was
it
?
"
she
asked
,
looking
at
the
knuckles
.
"
Was
it
Washington
or
Warren
?
"
McMurphy
looked
up
at
her
.
"
Washington
,
"
he
said
and
grinned
.
"
The
Chief
here
took
care
of
Warren
.
"
She
put
his
hand
down
and
turned
to
me
.
I
could
see
the
little
bird
bones
in
her
face
.
"
Are
you
hurt
anywhere
?
"
I
shook
my
head
.
"
What
about
Warren
and
Williams
?
"
