Уловка 22

The Eternal City

           

           "Milo,"Yossariancalledtohim."Payattentiontome,willyou?"

           "Si,Marchese,"Luigianswered."Theprofitinillegaltobaccoisveryhigh.Thesmugglingisanationalscandal,Marchese,trulyanationaldisgrace."

           "Isthatafact?"Miloobservedwithapreoccupiedsmileandstartedtowardthedoorasthoughinaspell.

           "Milo!"Yossarianyelled,andboundedforwardimpulsivelytointercepthim."Milo,you’vegottohelpme."

           "Illegaltobacco,"Miloexplainedtohimwithalookofepilepticlust,strugglingdoggedlytogetby."Letmego.I’vegottosmuggleillegaltobacco."

           "Stayhereandhelpmefindher,"pleadedYossarian."Youcansmuggleillegaltobaccotomorrow."ButMilowasdeafandkeptpushingforward,nonviolentlybutirresistibly,sweating,hiseyes,asthoughhewereinthegripofablindfixation,burningfeverishly,andhistwitchingmouthslavering.Hemoanedcalmlyasthoughinremote,instinctivedistressandkeptrepeating,"Illegaltobacco,illegaltobacco."Yossariansteppedoutofthewaywithresignationfinallywhenhesawitwashopelesstotrytoreasonwithhim.Milowasgonelikeashot.ThecommissionerofpoliceunbuttonedhistunicagainandlookedatYossarianwithcontempt.

           "Whatdoyouwanthere?"heaskedcoldly.

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