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“Catch-22” <strong>By</strong> <strong>Joseph</strong> Heller 211<br />
chaplain giggled with nervous relief. ‘Oh, is that it!’ he exclaimed. ‘Now I’m beginning to<br />
understand. I didn’t steal that plum tomato, sir. Colonel Cathcart gave it to me. You can<br />
even ask him if you don’t believe me.’ A door opened at the other end of the room and<br />
Colonel Cathcart stepped into the basement as though from a closet.<br />
‘Hello, Colonel. Colonel, he claims you gave him that plum tomato. Did you?’<br />
‘Why should I give him a plum tomato?’ answered Colonel Cathcart.<br />
‘Thank you, Colonel. That will be all.’<br />
‘It’s a pleasure, Colonel,’ Colonel Cathcart replied, and he stepped back out of the<br />
basement, closing the door after him.<br />
‘Well, Chaplain? What have you got to say now?’<br />
‘He did give it to me!’ the chaplain hissed in a whisper that was both fierce and fearful.<br />
‘He did give it to me!’<br />
‘You’re not calling a superior officer a liar are you, Chaplain?’<br />
‘Why should a superior officer give you a plum tomato, Chaplain?’<br />
‘Is that why you tried to give it to Sergeant Whitcomb, Chaplain? Because it was a hot<br />
tomato?’<br />
‘No, no, no,’ the chaplain protested, wondering miserably why they were not able to<br />
understand. ‘I offered it to Sergeant Whitcomb because I didn’t want it.’<br />
‘Why’d you steal it from Colonel Cathcart if you didn’t want it?’<br />
‘I didn’t steal it from Colonel Cathcard’<br />
‘Then why are you so guilty, if you didn’t steal it?’<br />
‘I’m not guilty!’<br />
‘Then why would we be questioning you if you weren’t guilty?’<br />
‘Oh, I don’t know,’ the chaplain groaned, kneading his fingers in his lap and shaking<br />
his bowed and anguished head. ‘I don’t know.’<br />
‘He thinks we have time to waste,’ snorted the major.<br />
‘Chaplain,’ resumed the officer without insignia at a more leisurely pace, lifting a<br />
typewritten sheet of yellow paper from the open folder, ‘I have a signed statement here<br />
from Colonel Cathcart asserting you stole that plum tomato from him.’ He lay the sheet<br />
face down on one side of the folder and picked up a second page from the other side.<br />
‘And I have a notarized affidavit from Sergeant Whitcomb in which he states that he<br />
knew the tomato was hot just from the way you tried to unload it on him.’<br />
‘I swear to God I didn’t steal it, sir,’ the chaplain pleaded with distress, almost in tears.<br />
‘I give you my sacred word it was not a hot tomato.’<br />
‘Chaplain, do you believe in God?’<br />
‘Yes, sir. Of course I do.’<br />
‘That’s odd, Chaplain,’ said the officer, taking from the folder another typewritten<br />
yellow page, ‘because I have here in my hands now another statement from Colonel<br />
Cathcart in which he swears that you refused to co-operate with him in conducting<br />
prayer meetings in the briefing room before each mission.’ After looking blank a<br />
moment, the chaplain nodded quickly with recollection. ‘Oh, that’s not quite true, sir,’ he<br />
explained eagerly. ‘Colonel Cathcart gave up the idea himself once he realized enlisted<br />
men pray to the same God as officers.’<br />
‘He did what?’ exclaimed the officer in disbelief.<br />
‘What nonsense!’ declared the red-faced colonel, and swung away from the chaplain<br />
with dignity and annoyance.<br />
‘Does he expect us to believe that?’ cried the major incredulously.<br />
The officer without insignia chuckled acidly. ‘Chaplain, aren’t you stretching things a<br />
bit far now?’ he inquired with a smile that was indulgent and unfriendly.<br />
‘But, sir, it’s the truth, sir! I swear it’s the truth.’<br />
‘I don’t see how that matters one way or the other,’ the officer answered nonchalantly,<br />
and reached sideways again toward the open folder filled with papers. ‘Chaplain, did<br />
you say you did believe in God in answer to my question? I don’t remember.’<br />
‘Yes, sir. I did say so, sir. I do believe in God.’<br />
‘Then that really is very odd, Chaplain, because I have here another affidavit from