Уловка 22

The Eternal City

           "Whycouldn’tyougetyourselfagirloffthestreetifyouwantedone?Thecityisfullofprostitutes."

           "Oh,no,notme,"Aarfybragged."Ineverpaidforitinmylife."

           "Aarfy,areyouinsane?"Yossarianwasalmostspeechless."Youkilledagirl.They’regoingtoputyouinjail!"

           "Oh,no,"Aarfyansweredwithaforcedsmile."Notme.Theyaren’tgoingtoputgoodoldAarfyinjail.Notforkillingher."

           "Butyouthrewheroutthewindow.She’slyingdeadinthestreet."

           "Shehasnorighttobethere,"Aarfyanswered."It’saftercurfew."

           "Stupid!Don’tyourealizewhatyou’vedone?"YossarianwantedtograbAarfybyhiswell-fed,caterpillar-softshouldersandshakesomesenseintohim."You’vemurderedahumanbeing.Theyaregoingtoputyouinjail.Theymightevenhangyou!"

           "Oh,Ihardlythinkthey’lldothat,"Aarfyrepliedwithajovialchuckle,althoughhissymptomsofnervousnessincreased.Hespilledtobaccocrumbsunconsciouslyashisshortfingersfumbledwiththebowlofhispipe."No,sirree.NottogoodoldAarfy."Hechortledagain."Shewasonlyaservantgirl.Ihardlythinkthey’regoingtomaketoomuchofafussoveronepoorItalianservantgirlwhensomanythousandsoflivesarebeinglosteveryday.Doyou?"

           "Listen!"Yossariancried,almostinjoy.

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