Chapter 9

           AllthroughbreakfastMcMurphy’stalkingandlaughingamileaminute.AfterthismorninghethinkstheBigNurseisgoingtobeasnap.Hedon’tknowhejustcaughtheroffguardand,ifanything,madeherstrengthenherself.

           He’sbeingtheclown,workingatgettingsomeoftheguystolaugh.Itbothershimthatthebesttheycandoisgrinweaklyandsniggersometimes.HeprodsatBillyBibbit,sittingacrossthetablefromhim,saysinasecretvoice,"Hey,Billyboy,yourememberthattimeinSeattleyouandmepickedupthosetwotwitches?OneofthebestrollsIeverhad."

           Billy’seyesbobupfromhisplate.Heopenshismouthbutcan’tsayathing.McMurphyturnstoHarding.

           "We’dneverhavebroughtitoff,neither,pickingthemuponthespurofthemomentthatway,exceptthatthey’dheardtellofBillyBibbit.Billy‘Club’Bibbit,hewasknownasinthemdays.Thosegirlswereabouttotakeoffwhenonelookedathimandsays‘AreyoutherenownedBillyClubBibbit?Ofthefamousfourteeninches?’AndBillyduckedhisheadandblushed—likehe’sdoin’now—andwewereashoo-in.AndIremember,whenwegotthemuptothehotel,therewasthiswoman’svoicefromovernearBilly’sbed,says,‘MisterBibbit,I’mdisappointedinyou;Iheardthatyouhadfour—four—forgoodnesssakes!’"

           AndwhoopsandslapshislegandgoosesBillywithhisthumbtillIthinkBillywillfallinadeadfaintfromblushingandgrinning.