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But
Yossarian
couldn
’
t
hear
him
and
closed
his
eyes
.
Someone
gave
him
water
to
sip
and
tiptoed
away
.
He
slept
and
woke
up
feeling
great
until
he
turned
his
head
to
smile
at
the
chaplain
and
saw
Aarfy
there
instead
.
Yossarian
moaned
instinctively
and
screwed
his
face
up
with
excruciating
irritability
when
Aarfy
chortled
and
asked
how
he
was
feeling
.
Aarfy
looked
puzzled
when
Yossarian
inquired
why
he
was
not
in
jail
.
Yossarian
shut
his
eyes
to
make
him
go
away
.
When
he
opened
them
,
Aarfy
was
gone
and
the
chaplain
was
there
.
Yossarian
broke
into
laughter
when
he
spied
the
chaplain
’
s
cheerful
grin
and
asked
him
what
in
the
hell
he
was
so
happy
about
.
"
I
’
m
happy
about
you
,
"
the
chaplain
replied
with
excited
candor
and
joy
.
"
I
heard
at
Group
that
you
were
very
seriously
injured
and
that
you
would
have
to
be
sent
home
if
you
lived
.
Colonel
Korn
said
your
condition
was
critical
.
But
I
’
ve
just
learned
from
one
of
the
doctors
that
your
wound
is
really
a
very
slight
one
and
that
you
’
ll
probably
be
able
to
leave
in
a
day
or
two
.
You
’
re
in
no
danger
.
It
isn
’
t
bad
at
all
.
"
Yossarian
listened
to
the
chaplain
’
s
news
with
enormous
relief
.
"
That
’
s
good
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
the
chaplain
,
a
pink
flush
of
impish
pleasure
creeping
into
his
cheeks
.
"
Yes
,
that
is
good
.
"
Yossarian
laughed
,
recalling
his
first
conversation
with
the
chaplain
.
"
You
know
,
the
first
time
I
met
you
was
in
the
hospital
.
And
now
I
’
m
in
the
hospital
again
.
Just
about
the
only
time
I
see
you
lately
is
in
the
hospital
.
Where
’
ve
you
been
keeping
yourself
?
"
The
chaplain
shrugged
.
"
I
’
ve
been
praying
a
lot
,
"
he
confessed
.
"
I
try
to
stay
in
my
tent
as
much
as
I
can
,
and
I
pray
every
time
Sergeant
Whitcomb
leaves
the
area
,
so
that
he
won
’
t
catch
me
.
"
"
Does
it
do
any
good
?
"
"
It
takes
my
mind
off
my
troubles
,
"
the
chaplain
answered
with
another
shrug
.
"
And
it
gives
me
something
to
do
.
"
"
Well
that
’
s
good
,
then
,
isn
’
t
it
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
agreed
the
chaplain
enthusiastically
,
as
though
the
idea
had
not
occurred
to
him
before
.
"
Yes
,
I
guess
that
is
good
.
"
He
bent
forward
impulsively
with
awkward
solicitude
.
"
Yossarian
,
is
there
anything
I
can
do
for
you
while
you
’
re
here
,
anything
I
can
get
you
?
"
Yossarian
teased
him
jovially
.
"
Like
toys
,
or
candy
,
or
chewing
gum
?
"
The
chaplain
blushed
again
,
grinning
self
-
consciously
,
and
then
turned
very
respectful
.
"
Like
books
,
perhaps
,
or
anything
at
all
.
I
wish
there
was
something
I
could
do
to
make
you
happy
.
You
know
,
Yossarian
,
we
’
re
all
very
proud
of
you
.
"
"
Proud
?
"
