Уловка 22

The Soldier in White

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           "Giuseppe,"saidthemother,whohadseatedherselfinachairwithherveinousfingersclaspedinherlap.

           "MynameisYossarian,"Yossariansaid.

           "HisnameisYossarian,Ma.Yossarian,don’tyourecognizeme?I’myourbrotherJohn.Don’tyouknowwhoIam?"

           "SureIdo.You’remybrotherJohn."

           "Hedoesrecognizeme!Pa,heknowswhoIam.Yossarian,here’sPapa.SayhellotoPapa."

           "Hello,Papa,"saidYossarian.

           "Hello,Giuseppe."

           "HisnameisYossarian,Pa."

           "Ican’tgetoverhowterriblehelooks,"thefathersaid.

           "He’sverysick,Pa.Thedoctorsayshe’sgoingtodie."

           "Ididn’tknowwhethertobelievethedoctorornot,"thefathersaid."Youknowhowcrookedthoseguysare."

           "Giuseppe,"themothersaidagain,inasoft,brokenchordofmutedanguish.

           "HisnameisYossarian,Ma.Shedon’trememberthingstoogoodanymore.How’retheytreatingyouinhere,kid?Theytreatingyouprettygood?"

           "Prettygood,"Yossariantoldhim.

           "That’sgood.Justdon’tletanybodyinherepushyouaround.You’rejustasgoodasanybodyelseinhereeventhoughyouareItalian.You’vegotrights,too."YossarianwincedandclosedhiseyessothathewouldnothavetolookathisbrotherJohn.Hebegantofeelsick.

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