- マイケル・グリーン（Michael Green）
239 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:42:36 ID:kMRuHQ2n - usy father."
"No, you're not." Boy, he could really be aggravating sometimes. He neve
r missed a chance to let you know you were sixteen and he was eighteen. "In the
first place, I wouldn't let you in my goddam family," I said.
"Well, just cut out calling me--"
All of a sudden the door opened, and old Stradlater barged in, in a big
hurry. He was always in a big hurry. Everything was a very big deal. He came ove
r to me and gave me these two playful as hell slaps on both cheeks--which is som
ething that can be very annoying. 'Listen," he said. "You going out anywheres sp
ecial tonight?"
| - マイケル・グリーン（Michael Green）
255 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:49:20 ID:kMRuHQ2n - "You're right in my light, Holden, for Chrissake," Stradlater said. "Ya
have to stand right there?"
Boy, was I excited, though. I really was.
"Where is she?" I asked him. "I oughta go down and say hello to her or s
omething. Where is she? In the Annex?"
"Yeah."
"How'd she happen to mention me? Does she go to B.M. now? She said she m
ight go there. She said she might go to Shipley, too. I thought she went to Ship
ley. How'd she happen to mention me?" I was pretty excited. I really was.
"I don't know, for Chrissake. Lift up, willya? You're on my towel," Stra
| - マイケル・グリーン（Michael Green）
281 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:30:47 ID:kMRuHQ2n - Then I started reading this timetable I had in my pocket. Just to stop l
ying. Once I get started, I can go on for hours if I feel like it. No kidding. H
ours.
We didn't talk too much after that. She started reading this Vogue she h
ad with her, and I looked out the window for a while. She got off at Newark. She
wished me a lot of luck with the operation and all. She kept calling me Rudolf.
Then she invited me to visit Ernie during the summer, at Gloucester, Massachuse
tts. She said their house was right on the beach, and they had a tennis court an
d all, but I just thanked her and told her I was going to South America with my
grandmother. Which was really a hot one, because my grandmother hardly ever even
| - マイケル・グリーン（Michael Green）
314 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:42:59 ID:kMRuHQ2n - er.
"You really can dance," I told the blonde one. "You oughta be a pro. I m
ean it. I danced with a pro once, and you're twice as good as she was. Did you e
ver hear of Marco and Miranda?"
"What?" she said. She wasn't even listening to me. She was looking all a
round the place.
"I said did you ever hear of Marco and Miranda?"
"I don't know. No. I don't know."
"Well, they're dancers, she's a dancer. She's not too hot, though. She d
oes everything she's supposed to, but she's not so hot anyway. You know when a g
| - マイケル・グリーン（Michael Green）
507 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 14:32:58 ID:kMRuHQ2n - and heard all the phonies applauding and all, you got to hate everybody in the w
orld, I swear you did. The bartender was a louse, too. He was a big snob. He did
n't talk to you at all hardly unless you were a big shot or a celebrity or somet
hing. If you were a big shot or a celebrity or something, then he was even more
nauseating. He'd go up to you and say, with this big charming smile, like he was
a helluva swell guy if you knew him, "Well! How's Connecticut?" or "How's Flori
da?" It was a terrible place, I'm not kidding. I cut out going there entirely, g
radually.
It was pretty early when I got there. I sat down at the bar--it was pret
ty crowded--and had a couple of Scotch and sodas before old Luce even showed up.
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