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           Turkle’svoicesomewhereinthedarklatrinewithus.

           "Jesus,Turkle,whatareyoudoinginhere?"McMurphywastryingtosoundsternandkeepfromlaughingatthesametime."Getoutthereandseewhatshewants.What’llshethinkifshedoesn’tfindyou?"

           "Theendisuponus,"Hardingsaidandsatdown."Allahbemerciful."

           Turkleopenedthedoorandslippedoutandmetherinthehall.She’dcomeovertoseewhatallthelightswereonabout.Whatmadeitnecessarytoturnoneveryfixtureintheward?Turklesaideveryfixturewasn’ton;thatthedormlightswereoffandsoweretheonesinthelatrine.Shesaidthatwasnoexcusefortheotherlights;whatpossiblereasoncouldtherebeforallthislight?Turklecouldn’tcomeupwithananswerforthis,andduringthelongpauseIheardthebattlebeingpassedaroundnearmeinthedark.Outinthehallsheaskedhimagain,andTurkletoldher,well,hewasjustcleanin’up,policingtheareas.Shewantedtoknowwhy,then,wasthelatrine,theplacethathisjobdescriptioncalledforhimtohaveclean,theonlyplacethatwasdark?Andthebottlewentaroundagainwhilewewaitedtoseewhathe’danswer.Itcamebyme,andItookadrink.IfeltIneededit.IcouldhearTurkleswallowingallthewayoutinthehall,ummingandahingforsomethingtosay.

           "He’sskulled,"McMurphyhissed."Somebody’sgonnahavetogooutandhelphim."

           Iheardatoiletflushbehindme,andthedooropenedandHardingwascaughtinthehalllightashewentout,pullinguphispajamas.