Уловка 22

The Eternal City

           Yossariancrossedquicklytotheothersideoftheimmenseavenuetoescapethenauseatingsightandfoundhimselfwalkingonhumanteethlyingonthedrenched,glisteningpavementnearsplotchesofbloodkeptstickybythepeltingraindropspokingeachonelikesharpfingernails.Molarsandbrokenincisorslayscatteredeverywhere.Hecircledontiptoethegrotesquedebrisandcamenearadoorwaycontainingacryingsoldierholdingasaturatedhandkerchieftohismouth,supportedashesaggedbytwoothersoldierswaitingingraveimpatienceforthemilitaryambulancethatfinallycameclangingupwithamberfoglightsonandpassedthembyforanaltercationonthenextblockbetweenacivilianItalianwithbooksandaslewofcivilianpolicemenwitharmlocksandclubs.Thescreaming,strugglingcivilianwasadarkmanwithafacewhiteasflourfromfear.Hiseyeswerepulsatinginhecticdesperation,flappinglikebat’swings,asthemanytallpolicemenseizedhimbythearmsandlegsandliftedhimup.Hisbookswerespilledontheground.

           "Help!"heshriekedshrillyinavoicestranglinginitsownemotion,asthepolicemencarriedhimtotheopendoorsintherearoftheambulanceandthrewhiminside."Police!Help!Police!"Thedoorswereshutandbolted,andtheambulanceracedaway.Therewasahumorlessironyintheludicrouspanicofthemanscreamingforhelptothepolicewhilepolicemenwereallaroundhim.

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