Пролетая над гнездом кукушки
Chapter 18
"Iain’tnolittlekid!"Hestampedhisfootandlookedaroundhimlikehewaslostandmightbreakoutcryinganyminute.Heclenchedbothfistsandheldthemathischubbyroundchest.Hisfistsmadelittlepinkballsagainstthegreen,andtheywereclenchedsohardhewasshaking.
Heneverhadlookedbig;hewasshortandtoofatandhadabaldspotinthebackofhisheadthatshowedlikeapinkdollar,butstandingtherebyhimselfinthecenterofthedayroomlikethathelookedtiny.HelookedatMcMurphyandgotnolookback,andwentdownthelineofAcuteslookingforhelp.Eachtimeamanlookedawayandrefusedtobackhimup,andthepaniconhisfacedoubled.HislookingfinallycametoastopattheBigNurse.Hestampedhisfootagain.
"Iwantsomethingdone!Hearme?Iwantsomethingdone!Something!Something!Some—"
Thetwobigblackboysclampedhisarmsfrombehind,andtheleastonethrewastraparoundhim.Hesaggedlikehe’dbeenpunctured,andthetwobigonesdraggedhimuptoDisturbed;youcouldhearthesoggybounceofhimgoingupthesteps.Whentheycamebackandsatdown,theBigNurseturnedtothelineofAcutesacrosstheroomandlookedatthem.NothinghadbeensaidsinceCheswickleft.
