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She
glares
at
the
black
boy
till
he
stops
fidgeting
,
then
looks
up
the
hall
to
where
McMurphy
's
singing
is
booming
out
of
the
latrine
door
louder
than
ever
.
"
'
Oh
,
your
parents
do
n't
like
me
,
they
say
I
'm
too
po-o-or
;
they
say
I
'm
not
worthy
to
enter
your
door
.
'
"
Her
face
is
puzzled
at
first
;
like
the
rest
of
us
,
it
's
been
so
long
since
she
's
heard
singing
it
takes
her
a
second
to
recognize
what
it
is
.
"
'
Hard
livin
's
my
pleasure
,
my
money
's
my
o-o-own
,
an
'
them
that
do
n't
like
me
,
they
can
leave
me
alone
.
'
"
She
listens
a
minute
more
to
make
sure
she
is
n't
hearing
things
;
then
she
goes
to
puffing
up
.
Her
nostrils
flare
open
,
and
every
breath
she
draws
she
gets
bigger
,
as
big
and
tough-looking
's
I
seen
her
get
over
a
patient
since
Taber
was
here
.
She
works
the
hinges
in
her
elbows
and
fingers
.
I
hear
a
small
squeak
.
She
starts
moving
,
and
I
get
back
against
the
wall
,
and
when
she
rumbles
past
she
's
already
big
as
a
truck
,
trailing
that
wicker
bag
behind
in
her
exhaust
like
a
semi
behind
a
Jimmy
Diesel
.
Her
lips
are
parted
,
and
her
smile
's
going
out
before
her
like
a
radiator
grill
.
I
can
smell
the
hot
oil
and
magneto
spark
when
she
goes
past
,
and
every
step
hits
the
floor
she
blows
up
a
size
bigger
,
blowing
and
puffing
,
roll
down
anything
in
her
path
!
I
'm
scared
to
think
what
she
'll
do
.
Then
,
just
as
she
's
rolling
along
at
her
biggest
and
meanest
,
McMurphy
steps
out
of
the
latrine
door
right
in
front
of
her
,
holding
that
towel
around
his
hips
--
stops
her
dead
!
She
shrinks
to
about
head-high
to
where
that
towel
covers
him
,
and
he
's
grinning
down
on
her
.
Her
own
grin
is
giving
way
,
sagging
at
the
edges
.
"
Good
morning
,
Miss
Rat-shed
!
How
's
things
on
the
outside
?
"
"
You
ca
n't
run
around
here
--
in
a
towel
!
"
"
No
?
"
He
looks
down
at
the
part
of
the
towel
she
's
eye
to
eye
with
,
and
it
's
wet
and
skin
tight
.
"
Towels
against
ward
policy
too
?
Well
,
I
guess
there
's
nothin
'
to
do
exec
--
"
"
Stop
!
do
n't
you
dare
.
You
get
back
in
that
dorm
and
get
your
clothes
on
this
instant
!
"
She
sounds
like
a
teacher
bawling
out
a
student
,
so
McMurphy
hangs
his
head
like
a
student
and
says
in
a
voice
sounds
like
he
's
about
to
cry
,
"
I
ca
n't
do
that
,
ma'am
.
I
'm
afraid
some
thief
in
the
night
boosted
my
clothes
whilst
I
slept
.
I
sleep
awful
sound
on
the
mattresses
you
have
here
.
"
"
Somebody
boosted
...
?
"
