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"
I
can
’
t
watch
it
,
"
he
cried
,
turning
away
in
anguish
.
"
I
just
can
’
t
sit
here
and
watch
while
those
mess
halls
let
my
syndicate
die
.
"
He
gnashed
his
teeth
and
shook
his
head
with
bitter
woe
and
resentment
.
"
If
they
had
any
loyalty
,
they
would
buy
my
cotton
till
it
hurts
so
that
they
can
keep
right
on
buying
my
cotton
till
it
hurts
them
some
more
.
They
would
build
fires
and
burn
up
their
underwear
and
summer
uniforms
just
to
create
bigger
demand
.
But
they
won
’
t
do
a
thing
.
Yossarian
,
try
eating
the
rest
of
this
chocolate
-
covered
cotton
for
me
.
Maybe
it
will
taste
delicious
now
.
"
Yossarian
pushed
his
hand
away
.
"
Give
up
,
Milo
.
People
can
’
t
eat
cotton
.
"
Milo
’
s
face
narrowed
cunningly
.
"
It
isn
’
t
really
cotton
,
"
he
coaxed
.
"
I
was
joking
.
It
’
s
really
cotton
candy
,
delicious
cotton
candy
.
Try
it
and
see
.
"
"
Now
you
’
re
lying
.
"
"
I
never
lie
!
"
Milo
rejoindered
with
proud
dignity
.
"
You
’
re
lying
now
.
"
"
I
only
lie
when
it
’
s
necessary
,
"
Milo
explained
defensively
,
averting
his
eyes
for
a
moment
and
blinking
his
lashes
winningly
.
"
This
stuff
is
better
than
cotton
candy
,
really
it
is
.
It
’
s
made
out
of
real
cotton
.
Yossarian
,
you
’
ve
got
to
help
me
make
the
men
eat
it
.
Egyptian
cotton
is
the
finest
cotton
in
the
world
.
"
"
But
it
’
s
indigestible
,
"
Yossarian
emphasized
.
"
It
will
make
them
sick
,
don
’
t
you
understand
?
Why
don
’
t
you
try
living
on
it
yourself
if
you
don
’
t
believe
me
?
"
"
I
did
try
,
"
admitted
Milo
gloomily
.
"
And
it
made
me
sick
.
"
The
graveyard
was
yellow
as
hay
and
green
as
cooked
cabbage
.
In
a
little
while
the
chaplain
stepped
back
,
and
the
beige
crescent
of
human
forms
began
to
break
up
sluggishly
,
like
flotsam
.
The
men
drifted
without
haste
or
sound
to
the
vehicles
parked
along
the
side
of
the
bumpy
dirt
road
.
With
their
heads
down
disconsolately
,
the
chaplain
,
Major
Major
and
Major
Danby
moved
toward
their
jeeps
in
an
ostracized
group
,
each
holding
himself
friendlessly
several
feet
away
from
the
other
two
.
"
It
’
s
all
over
,
"
observed
Yossarian
.
"
It
’
s
the
end
,
"
Milo
agreed
despondently
.
"
There
’
s
no
hope
left
.
