Уловка 22

Milo

           "Milo’sfacenarrowedcunningly."Itisn’treallycotton,"hecoaxed."Iwasjoking.It’sreallycottoncandy,deliciouscottoncandy.Tryitandsee."

           "Nowyou’relying."

           "Ineverlie!"Milorejoinderedwithprouddignity.

           "You’relyingnow."

           "Ionlyliewhenit’snecessary,"Miloexplaineddefensively,avertinghiseyesforamomentandblinkinghislasheswinningly."Thisstuffisbetterthancottoncandy,reallyitis.It’smadeoutofrealcotton.Yossarian,you’vegottohelpmemakethemeneatit.Egyptiancottonisthefinestcottonintheworld."

           "Butit’sindigestible,"Yossarianemphasized."Itwillmakethemsick,don’tyouunderstand?Whydon’tyoutrylivingonityourselfifyoudon’tbelieveme?"

           "Ididtry,"admittedMilogloomily."Anditmademesick."Thegraveyardwasyellowashayandgreenascookedcabbage.Inalittlewhilethechaplainsteppedback,andthebeigecrescentofhumanformsbegantobreakupsluggishly,likeflotsam.Themendriftedwithouthasteorsoundtothevehiclesparkedalongthesideofthebumpydirtroad.Withtheirheadsdowndisconsolately,thechaplain,MajorMajorandMajorDanbymovedtowardtheirjeepsinanostracizedgroup,eachholdinghimselffriendlesslyseveralfeetawayfromtheothertwo.

           "It’sallover,"observedYossarian.

           "It’stheend,"Miloagreeddespondently."There’snohopeleft.

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