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           "Areyouhurtanywhere?"Ishookmyhead.

           "WhataboutWarrenandWilliams?"

           McMurphytoldherhethoughttheymightbesportingsomeplasterthenexttimeshesawthem.Shenoddedandlookedatherfeet."It’snotalllikeherward,"shesaid."Alotofitis,butnotall.Armynurses,tryingtorunanArmyhospital.Theyarealittlesickthemselves.Isometimesthinkallsinglenursesshouldbefiredaftertheyreachthirty-five."

           "AtleastallsingleArmynurses,"McMurphyadded.Heaskedhowlongwecouldexpecttohavethepleasureofherhospitality.

           "Notverylong,I’mafraid."

           "Notverylong,you’reafraid?"McMurphyaskedher.

           "Yes.I’dliketokeepmenheresometimesinsteadofsendingthemback,butshehasseniority.No,youprobablywon’tbeverylong—Imean—likeyouarenow."

           ThebedsonDisturbedarealloutoftune,tootautortooloose.Wewereassignedbedsnexttoeachother.Theydidn’ttieasheetacrossme,thoughtheyleftalittledimlightonnearthebed.Halfwaythroughthenightsomebodyscreamed,"I’mstartingtospin,Indian!Lookme,lookme!"Iopenedmyeyesandsawasetoflongyellowteethglowingrightinfrontofmyface.Itwasthehungry-lookingguy."I’mstartingtospin!Pleaselookme!"

           Theaidesgothimfrombehind,twoofthem,draggedhimlaughingandyellingoutofthedorm;"I’mstartingtospin,Indian!"—thenjustlaugh.