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- 1146 "About you," I said.
1147 "About me, for Chrissake?"
1148 "Yeah. I was defending your goddam honor. Stradlater said you had a lousy
1149 personality. I couldn't let him get away with that stuff."
1150 That got him excited. "He did? No kidding? He did?"
1151 I told him I was only kidding, and then I went over and laid down on Ely's bed.
1152 Boy, did I feel rotten. I felt so damn lonesome.
1153 "This room stinks," I said. "I can smell your socks from way over here. Don'tcha
1154 ever send them to the laundry?"
1155 "If you don't like it, you know what you can do," Ackley said. What a witty guy.
1156 "How 'bout turning off the goddam light?"
1157 I didn't turn it off right away, though. I just kept laying there on Ely's bed,
1158 thinking about Jane and all. It just drove me stark staring mad when I thought about her
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1159 and Stradlater parked somewhere in that fat-assed Ed Banky's car. Every time I thought
1160 about it, I felt like jumping out the window. The thing is, you didn't know Stradlater. I
1161 knew him. Most guys at Pencey just talked about having sexual intercourse with girls all
1162 the time--like Ackley, for instance--but old Stradlater really did it. I was personally
1163 acquainted with at least two girls he gave the time to. That's the truth.
1164 "Tell me the story of your fascinating life, Ackley kid," I said.
1165 "How 'bout turning off the goddam light? I gotta get up for Mass in the morning."
1166 I got up and turned it off, if it made him happy. Then I laid down on Ely's bed
1167 again.
1168 "What're ya gonna do--sleep in Ely's bed?" Ackley said. He was the perfect host,
1169 boy.
1170 "I may. I may not. Don't worry about it."
1171 "I'm not worried about it. Only, I'd hate like hell if Ely came in all of a sudden and
1172 found some guy--"
1173 "Relax. I'm not gonna sleep here. I wouldn't abuse your goddam hospitality."
1174 A couple of minutes later, he was snoring like mad. I kept laying there in the dark
1175 anyway, though, trying not to think about old Jane and Stradlater in that goddam Ed
1176 Banky's car. But it was almost impossible. The trouble was, I knew that guy Stradlater's
1177 technique. That made it even worse. We once double-dated, in Ed Banky's car, and
1178 Stradlater was in the back, with his date, and I was in the front with mine. What a
1179 technique that guy had. What he'd do was, he'd start snowing his date in this very quiet,
1180 sincere voice--like as if he wasn't only a very handsome guy but a nice, sincere guy, too. I
1181 damn near puked, listening to him. His date kept saying, "No--please. Please, don't.
1182 Please." But old Stradlater kept snowing her in this Abraham Lincoln, sincere voice, and
1183 finally there'd be this terrific silence in the back of the car. It was really embarrassing. I
1184 don't think he gave that girl the time that night--but damn near. Damn near.
1185 While I was laying there trying not to think, I heard old Stradlater come back
1186 from the can and go in our room. You could hear him putting away his crumby toilet
1187 articles and all, and opening the window. He was a fresh-air fiend. Then, a little while
1188 later, he turned off the light. He didn't even look around to see where I was at.
1189 It was even depressing out in the street. You couldn't even hear any cars any
1190 more. I got feeling so lonesome and rotten, I even felt like waking Ackley up.
1191 "Hey, Ackley," I said, in sort of a whisper, so Stradlater couldn't hear me through
1192 the shower curtain.
1193 Ackley didn't hear me, though.
1194 "Hey, Ackley!"
1195 He still didn't hear me. He slept like a rock.
1196 "Hey, Ackley!"
1197 He heard that, all right.
1198 "What the hell's the matter with you?" he said. "I was asleep, for Chrissake."
1199 "Listen. What's the routine on joining a monastery?" I asked him. I was sort of
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