| He couldn't find her again in the Allied officers' night club that evening or in the sweltering, burnished, hedonistic bedlam of the black-market restaurant with its vast bobbing wooden trays of elegant food and its chirping flock of bright and lovely girls. | Йоссариану не удалось найти Лючану и вечером -ни в ночном клубе для офицеров союзных армий, ни в душном шикарном ресторане, где под стук деревянных подносов с изысканными блюдами и под щебетание яркой стайки очаровательных девиц резвились прожигатели жизни. |
| He couldn't even find the restaurant. | Йоссариан не мог даже найти тот ресторан, где встретился с Лючаной. |
| When he went to bed alone, he dodged flak over Bologna again in a dream, with Aarfy hanging over his shoulder abominably in the plane with a bloated sordid leer. | Он лег в постель и во сне снова уходил от зенитного огня, и Аарфи снова подло крутился около него, бросая недобрые взгляды. |
| In the morning he ran looking for Luciana in all the French offices he could find, but nobody knew what he was talking about, and then he ran in terror, so jumpy, distraught and disorganized that he just had to keep running in terror somewhere, to the enlisted men's apartment for the squat maid in the lime-colored panties, whom he found dusting in Snowden's room on the fifth floor in her drab brown sweater and heavy dark skirt. Snowden was still alive then, and Yossarian could tell it was Snowden's room from the name stenciled in white on the blue duffel bag he tripped over as he plunged through the doorway at her in a frenzy of creative desperation. The woman caught him by the wrists before he could fall as he came stumbling toward her in need and pulled him along down on top of her as she flopped over backward onto the bed and enveloped him hospitably in her flaccid and consoling embrace, her dust mop aloft in her hand like a banner as her broad, brutish congenial face gazed up at him fondly with a smile of unperjured friendship. There was a sharp elastic snap as she rolled the lime-colored panties off beneath them both without disturbing him. He stuffed money into her hand when they were finished. She hugged him in gratitude. He hugged her. She hugged him back and then pulled him down on top of her on the bed again. He stuffed more money into her hand when they were finished this time and ran out of the room before she could begin hugging him in gratitude again. | Утром он отправился искать Лючану. Он был готов обойти все французские конторы в любом конце города. Но никто из прохожих не понимал, о чем он спрашивает, и тогда он в ужасе побежал куда глаза глядят. |
| Back at his own apartment, he threw his things together as fast as he could, left for Nately what money he had, and ran back to Pianosa on a supply plane to apologize to Hungry Joe for shutting him out of the bedroom. | А потом он вернулся к себе, быстро собрал пожитки, оставил для Нейтли все деньги, которые были у него в бумажнике, и на транспортном самолете помчался обратно на Пьяносу, чтобы принести извинения Заморышу Джо за то, что выставил его из спальни. |
| The apology was unnecessary, for Hungry Joe was in high spirits when Yossarian found him. | Но извинений не потребовалось, потому что Заморыш Джо находился в преотличнейшем настроении. |
