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           ShecloseshereyesandshakesherheadandtellsMcMurphyverypleasantly,No.

           "Can’tyoueveneasedownonthevolume?Itain’tlikethewholestateofOregonneededtohearLawrenceWelkplay‘TeaforTwo’threetimeseveryhour,alldaylong!IfitwassoftenoughtohearamanshouthisbetsacrossthetableImightgetagameofpokergoing—"

           "You’vebeentold,Mr.McMurphy,thatit’sagainstthepolicytogambleformoneyontheward."

           "Okay,thendownsoftenoughtogambleformatches,forflybuttons—justturnthedamnthingdown!"

           "Mr.McMurphy"—shewaitsandletshercalmschoolteachertonesinkinbeforeshegoeson;sheknowseveryAcuteonthewardislisteningtothem—"doyouwanttoknowwhatIthink?Ithinkyouarebeingveryselfish.Haven’tyounoticedthereareothersinthishospitalbesidesyourself?Thereareoldmenherewhocouldn’theartheradioatallifitwerelower,oldfellowswhosimplyaren’tcapableofreading,orworkingpuzzles—orplayingcardstowinothermen’scigarettes.OldfellowslikeMattersonandKittling,thatmusiccomingfromtheloudspeakerisalltheyhave.Andyouwanttotakethatawayfromthem.Weliketohearsuggestionsandrequestswheneverwecan,butIshouldthinkyoumightatleastgivesomethoughttoothersbeforeyoumakeyourrequests."

           HeturnsandlooksoverattheChronicsideandseesthere’ssomethingtowhatshesays.Hetakesoffhiscapandrunshishandinhishair,finallyturnsbacktoher.