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           "Bread?Muh-money?Howmuh-muh-much?"HelookedovertowhereHardingwasgrinningathim.

           "Oh,youknow,man—maybetenbucksforherandten—"

           "Twentybucks!Itdoesn’tcostthatmuh-muh-muchforbusfaredownhere."

           McMurphylookedupfromunderhishatbrim,gaveBillyaslowgrin,thenrubbedhisthroatwithhishand,runningoutadustytongue."Boy,ohboy,butI’mterribledry.FiguretobeevendrierbyaweekcomeSaturday.Youwouldn’tbegrudgeherbringin’mealittleswallow,wouldyou,BillyBoy?"

           AndgaveBillysuchaninnocentlookBillyhadtolaughandshakehishead,no,andgoofftoacornertoexcitedlytalkoverthenextSaturday’splanswiththemanheprobablyconsideredapimp.

           Istillhadmyownnotions—howMcMurphywasagiantcomeoutoftheskytosaveusfromtheCombinethatwasnetworkingthelandwithcopperwireandcrystal,howhewastoobigtobebotheredwithsomethingasmeaslyasmoney—butevenIcamehalfwaytothinkingliketheothers.Whathappenedwasthis:He’dhelpedcarrythetablesintothetubroombeforeoneofthegroupmeetingsandwaslookingatmestandingbesidethecontrolpanel.

           "ByGod,Chief,"hesaid,"itappearstomeyougroovedteninchessincethatfishingtrip.Andlordamighty,lookatthesizeofthatfootofyours;bigasaflatcar!"

           IlookeddownandsawhowmyfootwasbiggerthanI’deverrememberedit,likeMcMurphy’sjustsayingithadblowedittwiceitssize.

           "Andthatarm!That’sthearmofanex-football-playingIndianifIeversawone.