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"
Get
out
!
"
Yossarian
yelled
hysterically
,
and
began
clubbing
Aarfy
backhanded
with
both
fists
to
drive
him
away
.
"
Get
out
!
"
"
I
still
can
’
t
hear
you
,
"
Aarfy
called
back
innocently
with
an
expression
of
mild
and
reproving
perplexity
.
"
You
’
ll
have
to
talk
a
little
louder
.
"
"
Get
out
of
the
nose
!
"
Yossarian
shrieked
in
frustration
.
"
They
’
re
trying
to
kill
us
!
Don
’
t
you
understand
?
They
’
re
trying
to
kill
us
!
"
"
Which
way
should
I
go
,
goddammit
?
"
McWatt
shouted
furiously
over
the
intercom
in
a
suffering
,
high
-
pitched
voice
.
"
Which
way
should
I
go
?
"
"
Turn
left
!
Left
,
you
goddam
dirty
son
of
a
bitch
!
Turn
left
hard
!
"
Aarfy
crept
up
close
behind
Yossarian
and
jabbed
him
sharply
in
the
ribs
with
the
stem
of
his
pipe
.
Yossarian
flew
up
toward
the
ceiling
with
a
whinnying
cry
,
then
jumped
completely
around
on
his
knees
,
white
as
a
sheet
and
quivering
with
rage
.
Aarfy
winked
encouragingly
and
jerked
his
thumb
back
toward
McWatt
with
a
humorous
moue
.
"
What
’
s
eating
him
?
"
he
asked
with
a
laugh
.
Yossarian
was
struck
with
a
weird
sense
of
distortion
.
"
Will
you
get
out
of
here
?
"
he
yelped
beseechingly
,
and
shoved
Aarfy
over
with
all
his
strength
.
"
Are
you
deaf
or
something
?
Get
back
in
the
plane
!
"
And
to
McWatt
he
screamed
,
"
Dive
!
Dive
!
"
Down
they
sank
once
more
into
the
crunching
,
thudding
,
voluminous
barrage
of
bursting
antiaircraft
shells
as
Aarfy
came
creeping
back
behind
Yossarian
and
jabbed
him
sharply
in
the
ribs
again
.
Yossarian
shied
upward
with
another
whinnying
gasp
.
"
I
still
couldn
’
t
hear
you
,
"
Aarfy
said
.
