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           Hedippedintohispocketforhiscigarettes;whenhecouldn’tfindanyheborrowedonefromFredrickson,lititwithastageysweepofhismatch,andwenton.

           "I’lladmitIwasconfusedbyhisactionsatfirst.Thatwindow-breaking—Lord,Ithought,here’samanthatseemstoactuallywanttostayinthishospital,stickwithhisbuddiesandallthatsortofthing,untilIrealizedthatMcMurphywasdoingitbecausehedidn’twanttoloseagoodthing.He’smakingthemostofhistimeinhere.Don’teverbemisledbyhisback-woodsyways;he’saverysharpoperator,level-headedastheycome.Youwatch;everythinghe’sdonewasdonewithreason."

           Billywasn’tabouttogiveinsoeasy."Yeah.Whatabouthimteachingmetod-dance?"Hewasclenchinghisfistsathisside;andonthebacksofhishandsIsawthatthecigaretteburnshadallbuthealed,andintheirplaceweretattooshe’ddrawnbylickinganindeliblepencil."Whataboutthat,Harding?Whereishemakingmuh-muh-moneyoutofteachingmetodance?"

           "Don’tgetupset,William,"Hardingsaid."Butdon’tgetimpatient,either.Let’sjustsiteasyandwait—andseehowheworksit."

           ItseemedlikeBillyandIweretheonlytwoleftwhobelievedinMcMurphy.AndthatverynightBillyswungovertoHarding’swayoflookingatthingswhenMcMurphycamebackfrommakinganotherphonecallandtoldBillythatthedatewithCandywasonforcertainandadded,writinganaddressdownforhim,thatitmightbeagoodideatosendheralittlebreadforthetrip.