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"
Two
more
to
go
,
"
said
Sergeant
Knight
.
"
McWatt
and
Doc
Daneeka
.
"
"
I
’
m
right
here
,
Sergeant
Knight
,
"
Doc
Daneeka
told
him
plaintively
.
"
I
’
m
not
in
the
plane
.
"
"
Why
don
’
t
they
jump
?
"
Sergeant
Knight
asked
,
pleading
aloud
to
himself
.
"
Why
don
’
t
they
jump
?
"
"
It
doesn
’
t
make
sense
,
"
grieved
Doc
Daneeka
,
biting
his
lip
.
"
It
just
doesn
’
t
make
sense
.
"
But
Yossarian
understood
suddenly
why
McWatt
wouldn
’
t
jump
,
and
went
running
uncontrollably
down
the
whole
length
of
the
squadron
after
McWatt
’
s
plane
,
waving
his
arms
and
shouting
up
at
him
imploringly
to
come
down
,
McWatt
,
come
down
;
but
no
one
seemed
to
hear
,
certainly
not
McWatt
,
and
a
great
,
choking
moan
tore
from
Yossarian
’
s
throat
as
McWatt
turned
again
,
dipped
his
wings
once
in
salute
,
decided
oh
,
well
,
what
the
hell
,
and
flew
into
a
mountain
.
Colonel
Cathcart
was
so
upset
by
the
deaths
of
Kid
Sampson
and
McWatt
that
he
raised
the
missions
to
sixty
-
five
.
When
Colonel
Cathcart
learned
that
Doc
Daneeka
too
had
been
killed
in
McWatt
’
s
plane
,
he
increased
the
number
of
missions
to
seventy
.
The
first
person
in
the
squadron
to
find
out
that
Doc
Daneeka
was
dead
was
Sergeant
Towser
,
who
had
been
informed
earlier
by
the
man
in
the
control
tower
that
Doc
Daneeka
’
s
name
was
down
as
a
passenger
on
the
pilot
’
s
manifest
McWatt
had
filed
before
taking
off
.
Sergeant
Towser
brushed
away
a
tear
and
struck
Doc
Daneeka
’
s
name
from
the
roster
of
squadron
personnel
.
With
lips
still
quivering
,
he
rose
and
trudged
outside
reluctantly
to
break
the
bad
news
to
Gus
and
Wes
,
discreetly
avoiding
any
conversation
with
Doc
Daneeka
himself
as
he
moved
by
the
flight
surgeon
’
s
slight
sepulchral
figure
roosting
despondently
on
his
stool
in
the
late
-
afternoon
sunlight
between
the
orderly
room
and
the
medical
tent
.
Sergeant
Towser
’
s
heart
was
heavy
;
now
he
had
two
dead
men
on
his
hands
—
Mudd
,
the
dead
man
in
Yossarian
’
s
tent
who
wasn
’
t
even
there
,
and
Doc
Daneeka
,
the
new
dead
man
in
the
squadron
,
who
most
certainly
was
there
and
gave
every
indication
of
proving
a
still
thornier
administrative
problem
for
him
.
Gus
and
Wes
listened
to
Sergeant
Towser
with
looks
of
stoic
surprise
and
said
not
a
word
about
their
bereavement
to
anyone
else
until
Doc
Daneeka
himself
came
in
about
an
hour
afterward
to
have
his
temperature
taken
for
the
third
time
that
day
and
his
blood
pressure
checked
.
The
thermometer
registered
a
half
degree
lower
than
his
usual
subnormal
temperature
of
96
.
8
.
Doc
Daneeka
was
alarmed
.
The
fixed
,
vacant
,
wooden
stares
of
his
two
enlisted
men
were
even
more
irritating
than
always
.
"
Goddammit
,
"
he
expostulated
politely
in
an
uncommon
excess
of
exasperation
,
"
what
’
s
the
matter
with
you
two
men
anyway
?
It
just
isn
’
t
right
for
a
person
to
have
a
low
temperature
all
the
time
and
walk
around
with
a
stuffed
nose
.
"
Doc
Daneeka
emitted
a
glum
,
self
-
pitying
sniff
and
strolled
disconsolately
across
the
tent
to
help
himself
to
some
aspirin
and
sulphur
pills
and
paint
his
own
throat
with
Argyrol
.
His
downcast
face
was
fragile
and
forlorn
as
a
swallow
’
s
,
and
he
rubbed
the
back
of
his
arms
rhythmically
.
"
Just
look
how
cold
I
am
right
now
.
You
’
re
sure
you
’
re
not
holding
anything
back
?
"
