Уловка 22

Doc Daneeka

           KnowwhatImean?Youscratchmyback,I’llscratchyours."

           Yossarianknewwhathemeant.

           "That’snotwhatImeant,"DocDaneekasaidasYossarianbeganscratchinghisback."I’mtalkingaboutcooperation.Favors.Youdoafavorforme,I’lldooneforyou.Getit?"

           "Dooneforme,"Yossarianrequested.

           "Notachance,"DocDaneekaanswered.

           TherewassomethingfearfulandminuteaboutDocDaneekaashesatdespondentlyoutsidehistentinthesunlightasoftenashecould,dressedinkhakisummertrousersandashort-sleevedsummershirtthatwasbleachedalmosttoanantisepticgraybythedailylaunderingtowhichhehaditsubjected.Hewaslikeamanwhohadgrownfrozenwithhorroronceandhadnevercomecompletelyunthawed.Hesatalltuckedupintohimself,hisslendershouldershuddledhalfwayaroundhishead,hissuntannedhandswiththeirluminoussilverfingernailsmassagingthebacksofhisbare,foldedarmsgentlyasthoughhewerecold.Actually,hewasaverywarm,compassionatemanwhoneverstoppedfeelingsorryforhimself.

           "Whyme?"washisconstantlament,andthequestionwasagoodone.

           YossarianknewitwasagoodonebecauseYossarianwasacollectorofgoodquestionsandhadusedthemtodisrupttheeducationalsessionsClevingerhadonceconductedtwonightsaweekinCaptainBlack’sintelligencetentwiththecorporalineyeglasseswhoeverybodyknewwasprobablyasubversive.

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