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"
Hey
!
"
called
a
muted
,
peremptory
voice
from
the
leafless
shrubs
growing
beside
his
tent
in
a
waist
-
high
clump
after
Appleby
had
gone
.
Havermeyer
was
hiding
there
in
a
squat
.
He
was
eating
peanut
brittle
,
and
his
pimples
and
large
,
oily
pores
looked
like
dark
scales
.
"
How
you
doing
?
"
he
asked
when
Yossarian
had
walked
to
him
.
"
Pretty
good
.
"
"
Are
you
going
to
fly
more
missions
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
Suppose
they
try
to
make
you
?
"
"
I
won
’
t
let
them
.
"
"
Are
you
yellow
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
Will
they
court
-
martial
you
?
"
"
They
’
ll
probably
try
.
"
