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Yossarian
stepped
down
from
the
flight
deck
and
seated
himself
on
the
floor
,
hanging
his
head
with
guilt
and
remorse
.
He
was
covered
with
sweat
.
McWatt
set
course
directly
back
toward
the
field
.
Yossarian
wondered
whether
McWatt
would
now
go
to
the
operations
tent
to
see
Piltchard
and
Wren
and
request
that
Yossarian
never
be
assigned
to
his
plane
again
,
just
as
Yossarian
had
gone
surreptitiously
to
speak
to
them
about
Dobbs
and
Huple
and
Orr
and
,
unsuccessfully
,
about
Aarfy
.
He
had
never
seen
McWatt
look
displeased
before
,
had
never
seen
him
in
any
but
the
most
lighthearted
mood
,
and
he
wondered
whether
he
had
just
lost
another
friend
.
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But
McWatt
winked
at
him
reassuringly
as
he
climbed
down
from
the
plane
and
joshed
hospitably
with
the
credulous
new
pilot
and
bombardier
during
the
jeep
ride
back
to
the
squadron
,
although
he
did
not
address
a
word
to
Yossarian
until
all
four
had
returned
their
parachutes
and
separated
and
the
two
of
them
were
walking
side
by
side
toward
their
own
row
of
tents
.
Then
McWatt
s
sparsely
freckled
tan
Scotch
-
Irish
face
broke
suddenly
into
a
smile
and
he
dug
his
knuckles
playfully
into
Yossarian
s
ribs
,
as
though
throwing
a
punch
.
"
You
louse
,
"
he
laughed
.
"
Were
you
really
going
to
kill
me
up
there
?
"
Yossarian
grinned
penitently
and
shook
his
head
.
"
No
.
I
don
t
think
so
.
"
"
I
didn
t
realize
you
got
it
so
bad
.
Boy
!
Why
don
t
you
talk
to
somebody
about
it
?
"
"
I
talk
to
everybody
about
it
.
What
the
hell
s
the
matter
with
you
?
Don
t
you
ever
hear
me
?
"
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"
I
guess
I
never
really
believed
you
.
"
"
Aren
t
you
ever
afraid
?
"
"
Maybe
I
ought
to
be
.