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"
I
’
m
flat
broke
again
,
"
Nately
replied
with
a
lame
and
distracted
smile
.
"
What
am
I
going
to
do
?
"
Yossarian
didn
’
t
know
.
Nately
had
spent
the
last
thirty
-
two
hours
at
twenty
dollars
an
hour
with
the
apathetic
whore
he
adored
,
and
he
had
nothing
left
of
his
pay
or
of
the
lucrative
allowance
he
received
every
month
from
his
wealthy
and
generous
father
.
That
meant
he
could
not
spend
time
with
her
any
more
.
She
would
not
allow
him
to
walk
beside
her
as
she
strolled
the
pavements
soliciting
other
servicemen
,
and
she
was
infuriated
when
she
spied
him
trailing
her
from
a
distance
.
He
was
free
to
hang
around
her
apartment
if
he
cared
to
,
but
there
was
no
certainty
that
she
would
be
there
.
And
she
would
give
him
nothing
unless
he
could
pay
.
She
found
sex
uninteresting
.
Nately
wanted
the
assurance
that
she
was
not
going
to
bed
with
anyone
unsavory
or
with
someone
he
knew
.
Captain
Black
always
made
it
a
point
to
buy
her
each
time
he
came
to
Rome
,
just
so
he
could
torment
Nately
with
the
news
that
he
had
thrown
his
sweetheart
another
hump
and
watch
Nately
eat
his
liver
as
he
related
the
atrocious
indignities
to
which
he
had
forced
her
to
submit
.
Luciana
was
touched
by
Nately
’
s
forlorn
air
,
but
broke
loudly
into
robust
laughter
again
the
moment
she
stepped
outside
into
the
sunny
street
with
Yossarian
and
heard
Hungry
Joe
beseeching
them
from
the
window
to
come
back
and
take
their
clothes
off
,
because
he
really
was
a
photographer
from
Life
magazine
.
Luciana
fled
mirthfully
along
the
sidewalk
in
her
high
white
wedgies
,
pulling
Yossarian
along
in
tow
with
the
same
lusty
and
ingenuous
zeal
she
had
displayed
in
the
dance
hall
the
night
before
and
at
every
moment
since
.
Yossarian
caught
up
and
walked
with
his
arm
around
her
waist
until
they
came
to
the
corner
and
she
stepped
away
from
him
.
She
straightened
her
hair
in
a
mirror
from
her
pocketbook
and
put
lipstick
on
.
"
Why
don
’
t
you
ask
me
to
let
you
write
my
name
and
address
on
a
piece
of
paper
so
that
you
will
be
able
to
find
me
again
when
you
come
to
Rome
?
"
she
suggested
.
"
Why
don
’
t
you
let
me
write
your
name
and
address
down
on
a
piece
of
paper
?
"
he
agreed
.
"
Why
?
"
she
demanded
belligerently
,
her
mouth
curling
suddenly
into
a
vehement
sneer
and
her
eyes
flashing
with
anger
.
"
So
you
can
tear
it
up
into
little
pieces
as
soon
as
I
leave
?
"
"
Who
’
s
going
to
tear
it
up
?
"
Yossarian
protested
in
confusion
.
"
What
the
hell
are
you
talking
about
?
"
"
You
will
,
"
she
insisted
.
"
You
’
ll
tear
it
up
into
little
pieces
the
minute
I
’
m
gone
and
go
walking
away
like
a
big
shot
because
a
tall
,
young
,
beautiful
girl
like
me
,
Luciana
,
let
you
sleep
with
her
and
did
not
ask
you
for
money
.
"
"
How
much
money
are
you
asking
me
for
?
"
he
asked
her
.
