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           "Oneofthedutiesofanightaide,"heexplainedbetweengrunts,tryingtosoundfriendly,"istokeepthebedsideareacleanedup."

           "Inthedeadofnight?"

           "McMurphy,wegotathingpostedcalledaJobDescription,saycleanlinessisatwenty-fo’-hourjob!"

           "Youmightofdoneyourtwenty-fourhours’worthbeforewegotinbed,don’tyouthink,insteadofsittin’outtherewatchingTVtillten-thirty.DoesOldLadyRatchedknowyouboyswatchTVmostofyourshift?Whatdoyoureckonshe’ddoifshefoundoutaboutthat?"

           Theblackboygotupandsatontheedgeofmybed.Hetappedtheflashlightagainsthisteeth,grinningandgiggling.Thelightlithisfaceuplikeablackjacko’lantern.

           "Well,letmetellyouaboutthisgum,"hesaidandleanedclosetoMcMurphylikeanoldchum."Yousee,foryearsIbeenwonderingwhereChiefBromdengothischewin’gum—neverhavin’anymoneyforthecanteen,neverhavin’anybodygivehimastickthatIsaw,neveraskin’PublicRelations—soIwatched,andIwaited.Andlookhere."Hegotbackonhiskneesandliftedtheedgeofmybedspreadandshinedthelightunder."How‘boutthat?Ibetthey’spiecesofgumunderherebeenusedathousandtimes!"

           ThistickledMcMurphy.Hewenttogigglingatwhathesaw.Theblackboyheldupthesackandrattledit,andtheylaughedsomemoreaboutit.TheblackboytoldMcMurphygoodnightandrolledthetopofthesacklikeitwashislunchandwentoffsomewheretohideitforlater.

           "Chief?"McMurphywhispered.