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"
Odious
,
"
Yossarian
answered
,
staring
up
woodenly
at
the
ceiling
with
just
the
back
of
his
head
resting
on
the
pillow
.
"
I
think
"
odious
"
is
the
word
we
decided
on
.
"
"
Then
how
could
you
agree
to
it
?
"
"
It
’
s
that
or
a
court
-
martial
,
Chaplain
.
"
"
Oh
,
"
the
chaplain
exclaimed
with
a
look
of
stark
remorse
,
the
back
of
his
hand
covering
his
mouth
.
He
lowered
himself
into
his
chair
uneasily
.
"
I
shouldn
’
t
have
said
anything
.
"
"
They
’
d
lock
me
in
prison
with
a
bunch
of
criminals
.
"
"
Of
course
.
You
must
do
whatever
you
think
is
right
,
then
.
"
The
chaplain
nodded
to
himself
as
though
deciding
the
argument
and
lapsed
into
embarrassed
silence
.
"
Don
’
t
worry
,
"
Yossarian
said
with
a
sorrowful
laugh
after
several
moments
had
passed
.
"
I
’
m
not
going
to
do
it
.
"
"
But
you
must
do
it
,
"
the
chaplain
insisted
,
bending
forward
with
concern
.
"
Really
,
you
must
.
I
had
no
right
to
influence
you
.
I
really
had
no
right
to
say
anything
.
"
"
You
didn
’
t
influence
me
.
"
Yossarian
hauled
himself
over
onto
his
side
and
shook
his
head
in
solemn
mockery
.
"
Christ
,
Chaplain
!
Can
you
imagine
that
for
a
sin
?
Saving
Colonel
Cathcart
’
s
life
!
That
’
s
one
crime
I
don
’
t
want
on
my
record
.
"
The
chaplain
returned
to
the
subject
with
caution
.
"
What
will
you
do
instead
?
You
can
’
t
let
them
put
you
in
prison
.
"
