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"
Tha
's
right
,
tha
's
why
we
--
"
"
And
,
lordy
,
can
you
imagine
?
Teeth
bein
'
brushed
at
six-thirty
,
six-twenty
--
who
can
tell
?
maybe
even
six
o'clock
.
Yeah
,
I
can
see
your
point
.
"
He
winks
past
the
black
boy
at
me
standing
against
the
wall
.
"
I
got
ta
get
this
baseboard
cleaned
,
McMurphy
.
"
"
Oh
.
I
did
n't
mean
to
keep
you
from
your
job
.
"
He
starts
to
back
away
as
the
black
boy
bends
to
his
work
again
.
Then
he
comes
forward
and
leans
over
to
look
in
the
can
at
the
black
boy
's
side
.
"
Well
,
look
here
;
what
do
we
have
here
?
"
The
black
boy
peers
down
.
"
Look
where
?
"
"
Look
here
in
this
old
can
,
Sam
.
What
is
the
stuff
in
this
old
can
?
"
"
Tha
's
...
soap
powder
.
"
"
Well
,
I
generally
use
paste
,
but
"
--
McMurphy
runs
his
toothbrush
down
in
the
powder
and
swishes
it
around
and
pulls
it
out
and
taps
it
on
the
side
of
the
can
--
"
but
this
will
do
fine
for
me
.
I
thank
you
.
We
'll
look
into
that
ward
policy
business
later
.
"
And
he
heads
back
to
the
latrine
,
where
I
can
hear
his
singing
garbled
by
the
piston
beat
of
his
toothbrushing
.
