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           Ifthiswasoneoftheotherwards,whodoyouthinkwouldbescouringthehallallday?Mr.Bromdenhere?No,youknowwhoitwouldbe.Weexcuseyouaidesfrommostofyourhousekeepingdutiestoenableyoutoseetothepatients.Andthatmeansseeingthattheydon’tparadearoundexposed.Whatdoyouthinkwouldhavehappenedifoneoftheyoungnurseshadcomeinearlyandfoundapatientrunningroundthehallswithoutauniform?Whatdoyouthink!"

           Thebigblackboyisn’ttoosurewhat,buthegetsherdriftandamblesofftothelinenroomtogetMcMurphyasetofgreens—probablytensizestoosmall—andamblesbackandholdsitouttohimwithalookoftheclearesthateIeversaw.McMurphyjustlooksconfused,likehedon’tknowhowtotaketheoutfittheblackboy’shandingtohim,whatwithonehandholdingthetoothbrushandtheotherhandholdingupthetowel.Hefinallywinksatthenurseandshrugsandunwrapsthetowel,drapesitoverhershoulderlikeshewasawoodenrack.

           Iseehehadhisshortsonunderthetowelallalong.

           Ithinkforafactthatshe’dratherhe’dofbeenstarknakedunderthattowelthanhadonthoseshorts.She’sglaringatthosebigwhitewhalesleapingroundonhisshortsinpurewordlessoutrage.That’smore’nshecantake.It’safullminutebeforeshecanpullherselftogetherenoughtoturnontheleastblackboy;hervoiceisshakingoutofcontrol,she’ssomad.

           "Williams...Ibelieve...youweresupposedtohavethewindowsoftheNurses’StationpolishedbythetimeIarrivedthismorning."Hescuttlesofflikeablackandwhitebug."Andyou,Washington—andyou..."Washingtonshufflesbacktohisbucketinalmostatrot.Shelooksaroundagain,wonderingwhoelseshecanlightinto.