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           "Ontarget!Ready...Aim...Fi—!"

           Hishandsjerkbackfromthepanelandhestandsboltupright,hairflyingandbotheyesbulgingoutattheshowerboothsowildandscaredallthecard-playersspinaroundintheirchairstoseeiftheycanseeittoo—buttheydon’tseeanythingintherebutthebuckleshangingamongthenozzlesonstiffnewcanvasstraps.

           MartiniturnsandlooksstraightatMcMurphy.Nooneelse."Didn’tyouseethum?Didn’tyou?"

           "Seewho,Mart?Idon’tseeanything."

           "Inallthosestraps?Didn’tyou?"

           McMurphyturnsandsquintsattheshower."Nope.Notathing."

           "Holditaminute.Theyneedyoutoseethum,"Martinisays.

           "Damnyou,Martini,ItoldyouIcan’tseethem!Understand?Notablessedthing!"

           "Oh,"Martinisays.Henodshisheadandturnsfromtheshowerbooth."Well,Ididn’tseethumeither.I’sjustkiddingyou."

           McMurphycutsthedeckandshufflesitwithabuzzingsnap."Well—Idon’tcareforthatsortofkiddin’,Mart."Hecutstoshuffleagain,andthecardssplasheverywherelikethedeckexplodedbetweenhistwotremblinghands.