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"
Sergeant
,
what
did
you
just
say
?
"
"
I
said
that
Major
Major
never
sees
anyone
in
his
office
while
he
s
in
his
office
.
"
Appleby
stared
at
Sergeant
Towser
intently
and
attempted
a
firm
tone
.
"
Sergeant
,
are
you
trying
to
make
a
fool
out
of
me
just
because
I
m
new
in
the
squadron
and
you
ve
been
overseas
a
long
time
?
"
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"
Oh
,
no
,
sir
,
"
answered
the
sergeant
deferentially
.
"
Those
are
my
orders
.
You
can
ask
Major
Major
when
you
see
him
.
"
"
That
s
just
what
I
intend
to
do
,
Sergeant
.
When
can
I
see
him
?
"
"
Never
.
"
Crimson
with
humiliation
,
Appleby
wrote
down
his
report
about
Yossarian
and
the
Atabrine
tablets
on
a
pad
the
sergeant
offered
him
and
left
quickly
,
wondering
if
perhaps
Yossarian
were
not
the
only
man
privileged
to
wear
an
officer
s
uniform
who
was
crazy
.
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By
the
time
Colonel
Cathcart
had
raised
the
number
of
missions
to
fiftyfive
,
Sergeant
Towser
had
begun
to
suspect
that
perhaps
every
man
who
wore
a
uniform
was
crazy
.
Sergeant
Towser
was
lean
and
angular
and
had
fine
blond
hair
so
light
it
was
almost
without
color
,
sunken
cheeks
,
and
teeth
like
large
white
marshmallows
.
He
ran
the
squadron
and
was
not
happy
doing
it
.
Men
like
Hungry
Joe
glowered
at
him
with
blameful
hatred
,
and
Appleby
subjected
him
to
vindictive
discourtesy
now
that
he
had
established
himself
as
a
hot
pilot
and
a
Ping
-
Pong
player
who
never
lost
a
point
.
Sergeant
Towser
ran
the
squadron
because
there
was
no
one
else
in
the
squadron
to
run
it
.
He
had
no
interest
in
war
or
advancement
.
He
was
interested
in
shards
and
Hepplewhite
furniture
.
Almost
without
realizing
it
,
Sergeant
Towser
had
fallen
into
the
habit
of
thinking
of
the
dead
man
in
Yossarian
s
tent
in
Yossarian
s
own
terms
as
a
dead
man
in
Yossarian
s
tent
.
In
reality
,
he
was
no
such
thing
.
He
was
simply
a
replacement
pilot
who
had
been
killed
in
combat
before
he
had
officially
reported
for
duty
.
He
had
stopped
at
the
operations
tent
to
inquire
the
way
to
the
orderly
-
room
tent
and
had
been
sent
right
into
action
because
so
many
men
had
completed
the
thirty
-
five
missions
required
then
that
Captain
Piltchard
and
Captain
Wren
were
finding
it
difficult
to
assemble
the
number
of
crews
specified
by
Group
.
Because
he
had
never
officially
gotten
into
the
squadron
,
he
could
never
officially
be
gotten
out
,
and
Sergeant
Towser
sensed
that
the
multiplying
communications
relating
to
the
poor
man
would
continue
reverberating
forever
.