Уловка 22

Aarfy

           Hewanderedbackinaheartbrokendaze,hissensitivefaceeloquentwithgrief.

           "Don’tworryaboutit,"Yossariancounseledhimaskindlyashecould."You’llprobablybeabletofindheragain.Weknowwhereallthewhoreshangout."

           "Pleasedon’tcallherthat,"Natelybegged,lookingasthoughhemightcry.

           "I’msorry,"murmuredYossarian.

           Aarfythunderedjovially,"Therearehundredsofwhoresjustasgoodcrawlingalloverthestreets.Thatonewasn’tevenpretty."Hechuckledmellifluouslywithresonantdisdainandauthority."Why,yourushedforwardtoopenthatdoorasthoughyouwereinlovewithher."

           "IthinkIaminlovewithher,"Natelyconfessedinashamed,far-offvoice.

           Aarfywrinkledhischubbyroundrosyforeheadincomicdisbelief."Ho,ho,ho,ho!"helaughed,pattingtheexpansiveforest-greensidesofhisofficer’stunicprosperously."That’srich.Youinlovewithher?That’sreallyrich."AarfyhadadatethatsameafternoonwithaRedCrossgirlfromSmithwhosefatherownedanimportantmilk-of-magnesiaplant."Now,that’sthekindofgirlyououghttobeassociatingwith,andnotwithcommonslutslikethatone.Why,shedidn’tevenlookclean."

           "Idon’tcare!"Natelyshouteddesperately."AndIwishyou’dshutup,Idon’tevenwanttotalkaboutitwithyou."

           "Aarfy,shutup,"saidYossarian.

           "Ho,ho,ho,ho!"Aarfycontinued.

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