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           AllofasuddenIwasscaredhewaslaughingbecauseheknewthewayIwassittingtherewithmykneespulledupandmyarmswrappedaroundthem,staringstraightaheadasthoughIcouldn’thearathing,wasallanact.

           "Hooeee,"hesaid,"lookwhatwegothere."

           Irememberallthispartrealclear.Irememberthewayheclosedoneeyeandtippedhisheadbackandlookeddownacrossthathealingwine-coloredscaronhisnose,laughingatme.Ithoughtatfirstthathewaslaughingbecauseofhowfunnyitlooked,anIndian’sfaceandblack,oilyIndian’shaironsomebodylikeme.IthoughtmaybehewaslaughingathowweakIlooked.Butthen’swhenIrememberthinkingthathewaslaughingbecausehewasn’tfooledforoneminutebymydeaf-and-dumbact;itdidn’tmakeanydifferencehowcageytheactwas,hewasontomeandwaslaughingandwinkingtoletmeknowit.

           "What’syourstory,BigChief?YoulooklikeSittin’Bullonasitdownstrike."HelookedovertotheAcutestoseeiftheymightlaughabouthisjoke;whentheyjustsniggeredhelookedbacktomeandwinkedagain."What’syourname,Chief?"

           BillyBibbitcalledacrosstheroom."Hisn-n-nameisBromden.ChiefBromden.EverybodycallshimChiefBuh-Broom,though,becausetheaideshavehimsweepingal-largepartofthetime.There’snotm-muchelsehecando,Iguess.He’sdeaf."Billyputhischininhands."IfIwasd-d-deaf"—hesighed—"Iwouldkillmyself."

           McMurphykeptlookingatme."Hegetshisgrowth,he’llbeprettygood-sized,won’the?Iwonderhowtallheis."