Уловка 22

Luciana

           WhenbothheandLucianawereready,YossarianwaitedforHungryJoe’snextchargeandyankedthedooropenonhimunexpectedly.HungryJoespilledforwardintotheroomlikeaflounderingfrog.Yossarianskippednimblyaroundhim,guidingLucianaalongbehindhimthroughtheapartmentandoutintothehallway.Theybounceddownthestairswithagreatroisteringclatter,laughingoutloudbreathlesslyandknockingtheirhilariousheadstogethereachtimetheypausedtorest.NearthebottomtheymetNatelycomingupandstoppedlaughing.Natelywasdrawn,dirtyandunhappy.Histiewastwistedandhisshirtwasrumpled,andhewalkedwithhishandsinhispockets.Heworeahangdog,hopelesslook.

           "What’sthematter,kid?"Yossarianinquiredcompassionately.

           "I’mflatbrokeagain,"Natelyrepliedwithalameanddistractedsmile."WhatamIgoingtodo?"Yossariandidn’tknow.Natelyhadspentthelastthirty-twohoursattwentydollarsanhourwiththeapatheticwhoreheadored,andhehadnothingleftofhispayorofthelucrativeallowancehereceivedeverymonthfromhiswealthyandgenerousfather.Thatmeanthecouldnotspendtimewithheranymore.Shewouldnotallowhimtowalkbesideherasshestrolledthepavementssolicitingotherservicemen,andshewasinfuriatedwhenshespiedhimtrailingherfromadistance.Hewasfreetohangaroundherapartmentifhecaredto,buttherewasnocertaintythatshewouldbethere.Andshewouldgivehimnothingunlesshecouldpay.Shefoundsexuninteresting.

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