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"
Washington
!
Warren
!
Come
with
me
for
room
check
.
"
We
rose
and
followed
as
the
three
of
them
went
along
,
unlocking
the
lab
,
the
tub
room
,
the
doctor
's
office
...
.
Scanlon
covered
his
grin
with
his
knotty
hand
and
whispered
,
"
Hey
,
ai
n't
it
gon
na
be
some
joke
on
of
Billy
.
"
We
all
nodded
.
"
And
Billy
's
not
the
only
one
it
's
gon
na
be
a
joke
on
,
now
that
I
think
about
it
;
remember
who
's
in
there
?
"
The
nurse
reached
the
door
of
the
Seclusion
Room
at
the
end
of
the
hall
.
We
pushed
up
close
to
see
,
crowding
and
craning
to
peep
over
the
Big
Nurse
and
the
two
black
boys
as
she
unlocked
it
and
swung
it
open
.
It
was
dark
in
the
windowless
room
.
There
was
a
squeak
and
a
scuffle
in
the
dark
,
and
the
nurse
reached
out
,
flicked
the
light
down
on
Billy
and
the
girl
where
they
were
blinking
up
from
that
mattress
on
the
floor
like
two
owls
from
a
nest
.
The
nurse
ignored
the
howl
of
laughter
behind
her
.
"
William
Bibbit
!
"
She
tried
so
hard
to
sound
cold
and
stern
.
"
William
...
Bibbit
!
"
"
Good
morning
,
Miss
Ratched
,
"
Billy
said
,
not
even
making
any
move
to
get
up
and
button
his
pajamas
.
He
took
the
girl
's
hand
in
his
and
grinned
.
"
This
is
Candy
.
"
The
nurse
's
tongue
clucked
in
her
bony
throat
.
"
Oh
,
Billy
Billy
Billy
--
I
'm
so
ashamed
for
you
.
"
Billy
was
n't
awake
enough
to
respond
much
to
her
shaming
,
and
the
girl
was
fussing
around
looking
under
the
mattress
for
her
nylons
,
moving
slow
and
warm-looking
after
sleep
.
Every
so
often
she
would
stop
her
dreamy
fumbling
and
look
up
and
smile
at
the
icy
figure
of
the
nurse
standing
there
with
her
arms
crossed
,
then
feel
to
see
if
her
sweater
was
buttoned
,
and
go
back
to
tugging
for
her
nylon
caught
between
the
mattress
and
the
tile
floor
.
They
both
moved
like
fat
cats
full
of
warm
milk
,
lazy
in
the
sun
:
I
guessed
they
were
still
fairly
drunk
too
.
"
Oh
,
Billy
,
"
the
nurse
said
,
like
she
was
so
disappointed
she
might
break
down
and
cry
.
"
A
woman
like
this
.
A
cheap
!
Low
!
Painted
--
"
"
Courtesan
?
"
Harding
suggested
.
"
Jezebel
?
"
The
nurse
turned
and
tried
to
nail
him
with
her
eyes
,
but
he
just
went
on
.
"
Not
Jezebel
?
No
?
"
He
scratched
his
head
in
thought
.
"
How
about
Salome
?
She
's
notoriously
evil
.
Perhaps
'
dame
'
is
the
word
you
want
.
