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“Catch-22” <strong>By</strong> <strong>Joseph</strong> Heller 11<br />
Orr tittered triumphantly. ‘Because they’re better than horse chestnuts,’ he answered.<br />
Orr was kneeling on the floor of the tent. He worked without pause, taking the faucet<br />
apart, spreading all the tiny pieces out carefully, counting and then studying each one<br />
interminably as though he had never seen anything remotely similar before, and then<br />
reassembling the whole apparatus, over and over and over and over again, with no loss<br />
of patience or interest, no sign of fatigue, no indication of ever concluding. Yossarian<br />
watched him tinkering and felt certain he would be compelled to murder him in cold<br />
blood if he did not stop. His eyes moved toward the hunting knife that had been slung<br />
over the mosquito-net bar by the dead man the day he arrived. The knife hung beside<br />
the dead man’s empty leather gun holster, from which Havermeyer had stolen the gun.<br />
‘When I couldn’t get crab apples,’ Orr continued, ‘I used horse chestnuts. Horse<br />
chestnuts are about the same size as crab apples and actually have a better shape,<br />
although the shape doesn’t matter a bit.’<br />
‘Why did you walk around with crab apples in your cheeks?’ Yossarian asked again.<br />
‘That’s what I asked.’<br />
‘Because they’ve got a better shape than horse chestnuts,’ Orr answered. ‘I just told<br />
you that.’<br />
‘Why,’ swore Yossarian at him approvingly, ‘you evil-eyed, mechanically-aptituded,<br />
disaffiliated son of a bitch, did you walk around with anything in your cheeks?’<br />
‘I didn’t,’ Orr said, ‘walk around with anything in my cheeks. I walked around with crab<br />
apples in my cheeks. When I couldn’t get crab apples I walked around with horse<br />
chestnuts. In my cheeks.’ Orr giggled. Yossarian made up his mind to keep his mouth<br />
shut and did. Orr waited. Yossarian waited longer.<br />
‘One in each cheek,’ Orr said.<br />
‘Why?’ Orr pounced. ‘Why what?’ Yossarian shook his head, smiling, and refused to<br />
say.<br />
‘It’s a funny thing about this valve,’ Orr mused aloud.<br />
‘What is?’ Yossarian asked.<br />
‘Because I wanted—’ Yossarian knew. ‘Jesus Christ! Why did you want—’<br />
‘—apple cheeks.’<br />
‘—apple cheeks?’ Yossarian demanded.<br />
‘I wanted apple cheeks,’ Orr repeated. ‘Even when I was a kid I wanted apple cheeks<br />
someday, and I decided to work at it until I got them, and by God, I did work at it until I<br />
got them, and that’s how I did it, with crab apples in my cheeks all day long.’ He giggled<br />
again. ‘One in each cheek.’<br />
‘Why did you want apple cheeks?’<br />
‘I didn’t want apple cheeks,’ Orr said. ‘I wanted big cheeks. I didn’t care about the<br />
color so much, but I wanted them big. I worked at it just like one of those crazy guys you<br />
read about who go around squeezing rubber balls all day long just to strengthen their<br />
hands. In fact, I was one of those crazy guys. I used to walk around all day with rubber<br />
balls in my hands, too.’<br />
‘Why?’<br />
‘Why what?’<br />
‘Why did you walk around all day with rubber balls in your hands?’<br />
‘Because rubber balls—’ said Orr.<br />
‘—are better than crab apples?’ Orr sniggered as he shook his head. ‘I did it to protect<br />
my good reputation in case anyone ever caught me walking around with crab apples in<br />
my cheeks. With rubber balls in my hands I could deny there were crab apples in my<br />
cheeks. Every time someone asked me why I was walking around with crab apples in<br />
my cheeks, I’d just open my hands and show them it was rubber balls I was walking<br />
around with, not crab apples, and that they were in my hands, not my cheeks. It was a<br />
good story. But I never knew if it got across or not, since it’s pretty tough to make people<br />
understand you when you’re talking to them with two crab apples in your cheeks.’<br />
Yossarian found it pretty tough to understand him then, and he wondered once again if<br />
Orr wasn’t talking to him with the tip of his tongue in one of his apple cheeks.