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"
Stupido
!
"
she
shouted
with
emotion
.
"
I
am
not
asking
you
for
any
money
!
"
She
stamped
her
foot
and
raised
her
arm
in
a
turbulent
gesture
that
made
Yossarian
fear
she
was
going
to
crack
him
in
the
face
again
with
her
great
pocketbook
.
Instead
,
she
scribbled
her
name
and
address
on
a
slip
of
paper
and
.
thrust
it
at
him
.
"
Here
,
"
she
taunted
him
sardonically
,
biting
on
her
lip
to
still
a
delicate
tremor
.
"
Don
’
t
forget
.
Don
’
t
forget
to
tear
it
into
tiny
pieces
as
soon
as
I
am
gone
.
"
Then
she
smiled
at
him
serenely
,
squeezed
his
hand
and
,
with
a
whispered
regretful
"
Addio
,
"
pressed
herself
against
him
for
a
moment
and
then
straightened
and
walked
away
with
unconscious
dignity
and
grace
.
The
minute
she
was
gone
,
Yossarian
tore
the
slip
of
paper
up
and
walked
away
in
the
other
direction
,
feeling
very
much
like
a
big
shot
because
a
beautiful
young
girl
like
Luciana
had
slept
with
him
and
did
not
ask
for
money
.
He
was
pretty
pleased
with
himself
until
he
looked
up
in
the
dining
room
of
the
Red
Cross
building
and
found
himself
eating
breakfast
with
dozens
and
dozens
of
other
servicemen
in
all
kinds
of
fantastic
uniforms
,
and
then
all
at
once
he
was
surrounded
by
images
of
Luciana
getting
out
of
her
clothes
and
into
her
clothes
and
caressing
and
haranguing
him
tempestuously
in
the
pink
rayon
chemise
she
wore
in
bed
with
him
and
would
not
take
off
.
Yossarian
choked
on
his
toast
and
eggs
at
the
enormity
of
his
error
in
tearing
her
long
,
lithe
,
nude
,
young
vibrant
limbs
into
any
pieces
of
paper
so
impudently
and
dumping
her
down
so
smugly
into
the
gutter
from
the
curb
.
He
missed
her
terribly
already
.
There
were
so
many
strident
faceless
people
in
uniform
in
the
dining
room
with
him
.
He
felt
an
urgent
desire
to
be
alone
with
her
again
soon
and
sprang
up
impetuously
from
his
table
and
went
running
outside
and
back
down
the
street
toward
the
apartment
in
search
of
the
tiny
bits
of
paper
in
the
gutter
,
but
they
had
all
been
flushed
away
by
a
street
cleaner
’
s
hose
.
He
couldn
’
t
find
her
again
in
the
Allied
officers
"
night
club
that
evening
or
in
the
sweltering
,
burnished
,
hedonistic
bedlam
of
the
black
-
market
restaurant
with
its
vast
bobbing
wooden
trays
of
elegant
food
and
its
chirping
flock
of
bright
and
lovely
girls
.
He
couldn
’
t
even
find
the
restaurant
.
When
he
went
to
bed
alone
,
he
dodged
flak
over
Bologna
again
in
a
dream
,
with
Aarfy
hanging
over
his
shoulder
abominably
in
the
plane
with
a
bloated
sordid
leer
.
In
the
morning
he
ran
looking
for
Luciana
in
all
the
French
offices
he
could
find
,
but
nobody
knew
what
he
was
talking
about
,
and
then
he
ran
in
terror
,
so
jumpy
,
distraught
and
disorganized
that
he
just
had
to
keep
running
in
terror
somewhere
,
to
the
enlisted
men
’
s
apartment
for
the
squat
maid
in
the
lime
-
colored
panties
,
whom
he
found
dusting
in
Snowden
’
s
room
on
the
fifth
floor
in
her
drab
brown
sweater
and
heavy
dark
skirt
.
Snowden
was
still
alive
then
,
and
Yossarian
could
tell
it
was
Snowden
’
s
room
from
the
name
stenciled
in
white
on
the
blue
duffel
bag
he
tripped
over
as
he
plunged
through
the
doorway
at
her
in
a
frenzy
of
creative
desperation
.
The
woman
caught
him
by
the
wrists
before
he
could
fall
as
he
came
stumbling
toward
her
in
need
and
pulled
him
along
down
on
top
of
her
as
she
flopped
over
backward
onto
the
bed
and
enveloped
him
hospitably
in
her
flaccid
and
consoling
embrace
,
her
dust
mop
aloft
in
her
hand
like
a
banner
as
her
broad
,
brutish
congenial
face
gazed
up
at
him
fondly
with
a
smile
of
unperjured
friendship
.
There
was
a
sharp
elastic
snap
as
she
rolled
the
lime
-
colored
panties
off
beneath
them
both
without
disturbing
him
.
He
stuffed
money
into
her
hand
when
they
were
finished
.
She
hugged
him
in
gratitude
.
He
hugged
her
.
She
hugged
him
back
and
then
pulled
him
down
on
top
of
her
on
the
bed
again
.
He
stuffed
more
money
into
her
hand
when
they
were
finished
this
time
and
ran
out
of
the
room
before
she
could
begin
hugging
him
in
gratitude
again
Back
at
his
own
apartment
,
he
threw
his
things
together
as
fast
as
he
could
,
left
for
Nately
what
money
he
had
,
and
ran
back
to
Pianosa
on
a
supply
plane
to
apologize
to
Hungry
Joe
for
shutting
him
out
of
the
bedroom
.
The
apology
was
unnecessary
,
for
Hungry
Joe
was
in
high
spirits
when
Yossarian
found
him
.
Hungry
Joe
was
grinning
from
ear
to
ear
,
and
Yossarian
turned
sick
at
the
sight
of
him
,
for
he
understood
instantly
what
the
high
spirits
meant
.
"
Forty
missions
,
"
Hungry
Joe
announced
readily
in
a
voice
lyrical
with
relief
and
elation
.
"
The
colonel
raised
them
again
.
"
Yossarian
was
stunned
.
"
But
I
’
ve
got
thirty
-
two
,
goddammit
!
Three
more
and
I
would
have
been
through
.
"
Hungry
Joe
shrugged
indifferently
.
"
The
colonel
wants
forty
missions
,
"
he
repeated
.
Yossarian
shoved
him
out
of
the
way
and
ran
right
into
the
hospital
.
Yossarian
ran
right
into
the
hospital
,
determined
to
remain
there
forever
rather
than
fly
one
mission
more
than
the
thirty
-
two
missions
he
had
.
Ten
days
after
he
changed
his
mind
and
came
out
,
the
colonel
raised
the
missions
to
forty
-
five
and
Yossarian
ran
right
back
in
,
determined
to
remain
in
the
hospital
forever
rather
than
fly
one
mission
more
than
the
six
missions
more
he
had
just
flown
.
