Пролетая над гнездом кукушки

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           Hardingtakesoutapencilandwritessomethingonthepinochlepad.

           "Here.Alienontendollarsofthatmoneythey’vegotdrawingdustundermynameoverinFunds.It’sworthtwicethattome,myfriend,toseethisunlikelymiraclebroughtoff."

           McMurphylooksatthepaperandfoldsit."Worthittoanyoftherestofyoubirds?"OtherAcuteslineupnow,takingturnsatthepad.Hetakesthepiecesofpaperwhenthey’refinished,stackingthemonhispalm,pinnedunderabigstiffthumb.Iseethepiecesofpapercrowdupinhishand.Helooksthemover.

           "Youtrustmetoholdthebets,buddies?"

           "Ibelievewecanbesafeindoingthat,"Hardingsays."Youwon’tbegoinganyplaceforawhile."