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           "McMurphy,oh,youdamnedMcMurphy..."

           "Nevermindthat.Where’sSandra?"

           "Shegottiedup,man,can’tmakeit.Butyou,damnit,areyouokay?"

           "Shegottiedup!"

           "Totellthetruth"—thegirlwipedhernoseandgiggled"—ol’Sandygotmarried.YourememberArtieGilfillianfromBeaverton?Alwaysusedtoshowupatthepartieswithsomegassything,agophersnakeorawhitemouseorsomegassythinglikethatinhispocket?Arealmaniac—"

           "Oh,sweetJesus!"McMurphygroaned."How’mIsupposedtogettenguysinonestinkin’Ford,Candysweetheart?How’dSandraandhergophersnakefromBeavertonfigureonmeswingingthat?"

           ThegirllookedlikeshewasintheprocessofthinkingupananswerwhenthespeakerintheceilingclackedandtheBigNurse’svoicetoldMcMurphyifhewantedtotalkwithhisladyfriendit’dbebetterifshesignedinproperlyatthemaindoorinsteadofdisturbingthewholehospital.Thegirlleftthescreenandstartedtowardthemainentrance,andMcMurphyleftthescreenandfloppeddowninachairinthecorner,hisheadhanging."Hell’sbells,"hesaid.

           Theleastblackboyletthegirlontothewardandforgottolockthedoorbehindher(caughthellforitlater,Ibet),andthegirlcamejouncingupthehallpasttheNurses’Station,whereallthenursesweretryingtofreezeherbouncewithaunitedicylook,andintothedayroomjustafewstepsaheadofthedoctor.