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"
But
I
’
ve
got
to
make
the
mess
halls
feed
it
to
the
men
.
"
"
They
’
ll
never
be
able
to
swallow
it
.
"
"
They
’
ve
got
to
swallow
it
,
"
Milo
ordained
with
dictatorial
grandeur
,
and
almost
broke
his
neck
when
he
let
go
with
one
arm
to
wave
a
righteous
finger
in
the
air
.
"
Come
on
out
here
,
"
Yossarian
invited
him
.
"
You
’
ll
be
much
safer
,
and
you
can
see
everything
.
"
Gripping
the
bough
above
with
both
hands
,
Milo
began
inching
his
way
out
on
the
limb
sideways
with
utmost
care
and
apprehension
.
His
face
was
rigid
with
tension
,
and
he
sighed
with
relief
when
he
found
himself
seated
securely
beside
Yossarian
.
He
stroked
the
tree
affectionately
.
"
This
is
a
pretty
good
tree
,
"
he
observed
admiringly
with
proprietary
gratitude
.
"
It
’
s
the
tree
of
life
,
"
Yossarian
answered
,
waggling
his
toes
,
"
and
of
knowledge
of
good
and
evil
,
too
.
"
Milo
squinted
closely
at
the
bark
and
branches
.
"
No
it
isn
’
t
,
"
he
replied
.
"
It
’
s
a
chestnut
tree
.
I
ought
to
know
.
I
sell
chestnuts
.
"
"
Have
it
your
way
.
"
They
sat
in
the
tree
without
talking
for
several
seconds
,
their
legs
dangling
and
their
hands
almost
straight
up
on
the
bough
above
,
the
one
completely
nude
but
for
a
pair
of
crepe
-
soled
sandals
,
the
other
completely
dressed
in
a
coarse
olive
-
drab
woolen
uniform
with
his
tie
knotted
tight
.
Milo
studied
Yossarian
diffidently
through
the
corner
of
his
eye
,
hesitating
tactfully
.
"
I
want
to
ask
you
something
,
"
he
said
at
last
.
"
You
don
’
t
have
any
clothes
on
.
I
don
’
t
want
to
butt
in
or
anything
,
but
I
just
want
to
know
.
Why
aren
’
t
you
wearing
your
uniform
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
want
to
.
"
Milo
nodded
rapidly
like
a
sparrow
pecking
.
"
I
see
,
I
see
,
"
he
stated
quickly
with
a
look
of
vivid
confusion
.
"
I
understand
perfectly
.
I
heard
Appleby
and
Captain
Black
say
you
had
gone
crazy
,
and
I
just
wanted
to
find
out
.
"
He
hesitated
politely
again
,
weighing
his
next
question
.
"
Aren
’
t
you
ever
going
to
put
your
uniform
on
again
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
think
so
.
"
Milo
nodded
with
spurious
vim
to
indicate
he
still
understood
and
then
sat
silent
,
ruminating
gravely
with
troubled
misgiving
.
A
scarlet
-
crested
bird
shot
by
below
,
brushing
sure
dark
wings
against
a
quivering
bush
.
Yossarian
and
Milo
were
covered
in
their
bower
by
tissue
-
thin
tiers
of
sloping
green
and
largely
surrounded
by
other
gray
chestnut
trees
and
a
silver
spruce
.
The
sun
was
high
overhead
in
a
vast
sapphire
-
blue
sky
beaded
with
low
,
isolated
,
puffy
clouds
of
dry
and
immaculate
white
.
There
was
no
breeze
,
and
the
leaves
about
them
hung
motionless
.
The
shade
was
feathery
.
Everything
was
at
peace
but
Milo
,
who
straightened
suddenly
with
a
muffled
cry
and
began
pointing
excitedly
.
