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“Catch-22” <strong>By</strong> <strong>Joseph</strong> Heller 35<br />
that together?’<br />
‘No.’ Milo gave up. ‘Then lend me one package of pitted dates,’ he requested. ‘I’ll give<br />
it back to you. I swear I will, and there’ll be a little something extra for you.’ Milo proved<br />
good as his word and handed Yossarian a quarter of McWatt’s yellow bedsheet when<br />
he returned with the unopened package of dates and with the grinning thief with the<br />
sweet tooth who had stolen the bedsheet from McWatt’s tent. The piece of bedsheet<br />
now belonged to Yossarian. He had earned it while napping, although he did not<br />
understand how. Neither did McWatt.<br />
‘What’s this?’ cried McWatt, staring in mystification at the ripped half of his bedsheet.<br />
‘It’s half of the bedsheet that was stolen from your tent this morning,’ Milo explained.<br />
‘I’ll bet you didn’t even know it was stolen.’<br />
‘Why should anyone want to steal half a bedsheet?’ Yossarian asked.<br />
Milo grew flustered. ‘You don’t understand,’ he protested. ‘He stole the whole<br />
bedsheet, and I got it back with the package of pitted dates you invested. That’s why the<br />
quarter of the bedsheet is yours. You made a very handsome return on your investment,<br />
particularly since you’ve gotten back every pitted date you gave me.’ Milo next<br />
addressed himself to McWatt. ‘Half the bedsheet is yours because it was all yours to<br />
begin with, and I really don’t understand what you’re complaining about, since you<br />
wouldn’t have any part of it if Captain Yossarian and I hadn’t intervened in your behalf.’<br />
‘Who’s complaining?’ McWatt exclaimed. ‘I’m just trying to figure out what I can do<br />
with half a bedsheet.’<br />
‘There are lots of things you can do with half a bedsheet,’ Milo assured him. ‘The<br />
remaining quarter of the bedsheet I’ve set aside for myself as a reward for my<br />
enterprise, work and initiative. It’s not for myself, you understand, but for the syndicate.<br />
That’s something you might do with half the bedsheet. You can leave it in the syndicate<br />
and watch it grow.’<br />
‘What syndicate?’<br />
‘The syndicate I’d like to form someday so that I can give you men the good food you<br />
deserve.’<br />
‘You want to form a syndicate?’<br />
‘Yes, I do. No, a mart. Do you know what a mart is?’<br />
‘It’s a place where you buy things, isn’t it?’<br />
‘And sell things,’ corrected Milo.<br />
‘And sell things.’<br />
‘All my life I’ve wanted a mart. You can do lots of things if you’ve got a mart. But<br />
you’ve got to have a mart.’<br />
‘You want a mart?’<br />
‘And every man will have a share.’ Yossarian was still puzzled, for it was a business<br />
matter, and there was much about business matters that always puzzled him.<br />
‘Let me try to explain it again,’ Milo offered with growing weariness and exasperation,<br />
jerking his thumb toward the thief with the sweet tooth, still grinning beside him. ‘I knew<br />
he wanted the dates more than the bedsheet. Since he doesn’t understand a word of<br />
English, I made it a point to conduct the whole transaction in English.’<br />
‘Why didn’t you just hit him over the head and take the bedsheet away from him?’<br />
Yossarian asked.<br />
Pressing his lips together with dignity, Milo shook his head. ‘That would have been<br />
most unjust,’ he scolded firmly. ‘Force is wrong, and two wrongs never make a right. It<br />
was much better my way. When I held the dates out to him and reached for the<br />
bedsheet, he probably thought I was offering to trade.’<br />
‘What were you doing?’<br />
‘Actually, I was offering to trade, but since he doesn’t understand English, I can always<br />
deny it.’<br />
‘Suppose he gets angry and wants the dates?’<br />
‘Why, we’ll just hit him over the head and take them away from him,’ Milo answered<br />
without hesitation. He looked from Yossarian to McWatt and back again. ‘I really can’t