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- 4150 rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be. I know it's
4151 crazy."
4152 Old Phoebe didn't say anything for a long time. Then, when she said something,
4153 all she said was, "Daddy's going to kill you."
4154 "I don't give a damn if he does," I said. I got up from the bed then, because what I
4155 wanted to do, I wanted to phone up this guy that was my English teacher at Elkton Hills,
4156 Mr. Antolini. He lived in New York now. He quit Elkton Hills. He took this job teaching
4157 English at N.Y.U. "I have to make a phone call," I told Phoebe. "I'll be right back. Don't
4158 go to sleep." I didn't want her to go to sleep while I was in the living room. I knew she
4159 wouldn't but I said it anyway, just to make sure.
4160 While I was walking toward the door, old Phoebe said, "Holden!" and I turned
4161 around.
4162 She was sitting way up in bed. She looked so pretty. "I'm taking belching lessons
4163 from this girl, Phyllis Margulies," she said. "Listen."
4164 I listened, and I heard something, but it wasn't much. "Good," I said. Then I went
4165 out in the living room and called up this teacher I had, Mr. Antolini.
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