Catch-22: a novel by Joseph Heller

Author:Joseph Heller [Heller, Joseph]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Literature
ISBN: 9780684865133
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 1999-10-04T05:00:00+00:00

"Very sad, Signor Milo, very sad. But now that you are back, the people are all happy again."

"I was wondering about the size of the crowds. How come all the hotels are full?"

"Because so many people from other cities are here to see you, Signor Milo. And because we have all the buyers who have come into town for the artichoke auction."

Milo's hand soared up perpendicularly like an eagle and arrested Vittorio's shaving brush. "What's artichoke?" he inquired.

"Artichoke, Signor Milo? An artichoke is a very tasty vegetable that is popular everywhere. You must try some artichokes while you are here, Signor Milo. We grow the best in the world."

"Really?" said Milo. "How much are artichokes selling for this year?"

"It looks like a very good year for artichokes. The crops were very bad."

"Is that a fact?" mused Milo, and was gone, sliding from his chair so swiftly that his striped barber's apron retained his shape for a second or two after he had gone before it collapsed. Milo had vanished from sight by the time Yossarian and Orr rushed after him to the doorway.

"Next?" barked Milo's deputy mayor officiously. "Who's next?"

Yossarian and Orr walked from the barbershop in dejection. Deserted by Milo, they trudged homelessly through the reveling masses in futile search of a place to sleep. Yossarian was exhausted. His head throbbed with a dull, debilitating pain, and he was irritable with Orr, who had found two crab apples somewhere and walked with them in his cheeks until Yossarian spied them there and made him take them out. Then Orr found two horse chestnuts somewhere and slipped those in until Yossarian detected them and snapped at him again to take the crab apples out of his mouth. Orr grinned and replied that they were not crab apples but horse chestnuts and that they were not in his mouth but in his hands, but Yossarian was not able to understand a single word he said because of the horse chestnuts in his mouth and made him take them out anyway. A sly light twinkled in Orr's eyes. He rubbed his forehead harshly with his knuckles, like a man in an alcoholic stupor, and snickered lewdly.

"Do you remember that girl-" He broke off to snicker lewdly again. "Do you remember that girl who was hitting me over the head with that shoe in that apartment in Rome, when we were both naked?" he asked with a look of cunning expectation. He waited until Yossarian nodded cautiously. "If you let me put the chestnuts back in my mouth I'll tell you why she was hitting me. Is that a deal?"

Yossarian nodded, and Orr told him the whole fantastic story of why the naked girl in Nately's whore's apartment was hitting him over the head with her shoe, but Yossarian was not able to understand a single word because the horse chestnuts were back in his mouth. Yossarian roared with exasperated laughter at the trick, but in the end there was nothing for them

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