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- 795 "Hey," I said. "Don't tell her I got kicked out, willya?"
796 "Okay."
797 That was one good thing about Stradlater. You didn't have to explain every
798 goddam little thing with him, the way you had to do with Ackley. Mostly, I guess,
799 because he wasn't too interested. That's really why. Ackley, it was different. Ackley was
800 a very nosy bastard.
801 He put on my hound's-tooth jacket.
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802 "Jesus, now, try not to stretch it all over the place" I said. I'd only worn it about
803 twice.
804 "I won't. Where the hell's my cigarettes?"
805 "On the desk." He never knew where he left anything. "Under your muffler." He
806 put them in his coat pocket--my coat pocket.
807 I pulled the peak of my hunting hat around to the front all of a sudden, for a
808 change. I was getting sort of nervous, all of a sudden. I'm quite a nervous guy. "Listen,
809 where ya going on your date with her?" I asked him. "Ya know yet?"
810 "I don't know. New York, if we have time. She only signed out for nine-thirty, for
811 Chrissake."
812 I didn't like the way he said it, so I said, "The reason she did that, she probably
813 just didn't know what a handsome, charming bastard you are. If she'd known, she
814 probably would've signed out for nine-thirty in the morning."
815 "Goddam right," Stradlater said. You couldn't rile him too easily. He was too
816 conceited. "No kidding, now. Do that composition for me," he said. He had his coat on,
817 and he was all ready to go. "Don't knock yourself out or anything, but just make it
818 descriptive as hell. Okay?"
819 I didn't answer him. I didn't feel like it. All I said was, "Ask her if she still keeps
820 all her kings in the back row."
821 "Okay," Stradlater said, but I knew he wouldn't. "Take it easy, now." He banged
822 the hell out of the room.
823 I sat there for about a half hour after he left. I mean I just sat in my chair, not
824 doing anything. I kept thinking about Jane, and about Stradlater having a date with her
825 and all. It made me so nervous I nearly went crazy. I already told you what a sexy bastard
826 Stradlater was.
827 All of a sudden, Ackley barged back in again, through the damn shower curtains,
828 as usual. For once in my stupid life, I was really glad to see him. He took my mind off the
829 other stuff.
830 He stuck around till around dinnertime, talking about all the guys at Pencey that
831 he hated their guts, and squeezing this big pimple on his chin. He didn't even use his
832 handkerchief. I don't even think the bastard had a handkerchief, if you want to know the
833 truth. I never saw him use one, anyway.
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