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           "That’sthewayitis."

           Heslowlylowershimselfbackintohisseat,saying,"Horsemuh-noo-ur."

           HardinglooksaboutattheotherAcutesaroundthecardtable."Gentlemen,alreadyIseemtodetectinourredheadedchallengeramostunheroicdeclineofhisTV-cowboystoicism."

           HelooksatMcMurphyacrossthetable,smiling,McMurphynodsathimandtipshisheadbackforthewinkandlickshisbigthumb."Wellsir,ofProfessorHardingsoundslikehe’sgettingcocky.Hewinsacoupleofsplitsandhegoestocomin’onlikeawiseguy.Wellwellwell;therehesitswithadeuceshowingandhere’sapackofMar-borossayshebacksdown....Whups,heseesme,okeedokee,Perfessor,here’satrey,hewantsanother,getsanotherdeuce,tryforthebigfive,Perfessor?Tryforthatbigdoublepay,orplayitsafe?Anotherpacksaysyouwon’t.Wellwellwell,thePerfessorseesme,thistellsthetale,toobad,anotherladyandthePerfessorflunkshisexams...."

           Thenextsongstartsupfromthespeaker,loudandclangyandalotofaccordion.McMurphytakesalookupatthespeaker,andhisspielgetslouderandloudertomatchit.

           "...hey-yahey-ya,okay,next,goddammit,youhitoryousit...cominatya...!"

           Rightuptothelightsoutatnine-thirty.

           IcouldofwatchedMcMurphyatthatblackjacktableallnight,thewayhedealtandtalkedandropedtheminandledthemsmackuptothepointwheretheywerejustabouttoquit,thenbackeddownahandortwotogivethemconfidenceandbringthemalongagain.