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230 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:39:11 ID:y3Sk1S9B - mes. Besides, I know it annoyed hell out of old Ackley. He always brought out th
e old sadist in me. I was pretty sadistic with him quite often. Finally, I quit,
though. I pulled the peak around to the back again, and relaxed.
"Who belongsa this?" Ackley said. He was holding my roommate's knee supp
orter up to show me. That guy Ackley'd pick up anything. He'd even pick up your
jock strap or something. I told him it was Stradlater's. So he chucked it on Str
adlater's bed. He got it off Stradlater's chiffonier, so he chucked it on the be
d.
He came over and sat down on the arm of Stradlater's chair. He never sat
down in a chair. Just always on the arm. "Where the hellja get that hat?" he sa
| - マイケル・グリーン（Michael Green）
260 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:51:11 ID:y3Sk1S9B - I walked over to the window, but you couldn't see out of it, it was so s
teamy from all the heat in the can.. "I'm not in the mood right now," I said. I
wasn't, either. You have to be in the mood for those things. "I thought she went
to Shipley. I could've sworn she went to Shipley." I walked around the can for
a little while. I didn't have anything else to do. "Did she enjoy the game?" I s
aid.
"Yeah, I guess so. I don't know."
"Did she tell you we used to play checkers all the time, or anything?"
"I don't know. For Chrissake, I only just met her," Stradlater said. He
was finished combing his goddam gorgeous hair. He was putting away all his crumb
| - マイケル・グリーン（Michael Green）
278 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:30:06 ID:y3Sk1S9B - though. You take a guy like Morrow that's always snapping their towel at people'
s asses--really trying to hurt somebody with it--they don't just stay a rat whil
e they're a kid. They stay a rat their whole life. But I'll bet, after all the c
rap I shot, Mrs. Morrow'll keep thinking of him now as this very shy, modest guy
that wouldn't let us nominate him for president. She might. You can't tell. Mot
hers aren't too sharp about that stuff.
"Would you care for a cocktail?" I asked her. I was feeling in the mood
for one myself. "We can go in the club car. All right?"
"Dear, are you allowed to order drinks?" she asked me. Not snotty, thoug
h. She was too charming and all to be snotty.
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303 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:38:59 ID:y3Sk1S9B - club, the Lavender Room, in the hotel.
While I was changing my shirt, I damn near gave my kid sister Phoebe a b
uzz, though. I certainly felt like talking to her on the phone. Somebody with se
nse and all. But I couldn't take a chance on giving her a buzz, because she was
only a little kid and she wouldn't have been up, let alone anywhere near the pho
ne. I thought of maybe hanging up if my parents answered, but that wouldn't've w
orked, either. They'd know it was me. My mother always knows it's me. She's psyc
hic. But I certainly wouldn't have minded shooting the crap with old Phoebe for
a while.
You should see her. You never saw a little kid so pretty and smart in yo
| - マイケル・グリーン（Michael Green）
324 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:52:35 ID:y3Sk1S9B - asked Marty if she'd seen him and all. Old Mart said she'd only caught a glimps
e of him. That killed me.
The bar was closing up for the night, so I bought them all two drinks ap
iece quick before it closed, and I ordered two more Cokes for myself. The goddam
table was lousy with glasses. The one ugly one, Laverne, kept kidding me becaus
e I was only drinking Cokes. She had a sterling sense of humor. She and old Mart
y were drinking Tom Collinses--in the middle of December, for God's sake. They d
idn't know any better. The blonde one, old Bernice, was drinking bourbon and wat
er. She was really putting it away, too. The whole three of them kept looking fo
r movie stars the whole time. They hardly talked--even to each other. Old Marty
| - マイケル・グリーン（Michael Green）
342 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 12:01:08 ID:y3Sk1S9B - iles. It makes you feel so lonesome and depressed. I kept wishing I could go hom
e and shoot the bull for a while with old Phoebe. But finally, after I was ridin
g a while, the cab driver and I sort of struck up a conversation. His name was H
orwitz. He was a much better guy than the other driver I'd had. Anyway, I though
t maybe he might know about the ducks.
"Hey, Horwitz," I said. "You ever pass by the lagoon in Central Park? Do
wn by Central Park South?"
"The what?"
"The lagoon. That little lake, like, there. Where the ducks are. You kno
w."
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409 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 12:42:29 ID:y3Sk1S9B - d Maurice. If you think I was dying to see him again, you're crazy. So I just la
id around in bed for a while and smoked another cigarette. I thought of giving o
ld Jane a buzz, to see if she was home yet and all, but I wasn't in the mood.
What I did do, I gave old Sally Hayes a buzz. She went to Mary A. Woodru
ff, and I knew she was home because I'd had this letter from her a couple of wee
ks ago. I wasn't too crazy about her, but I'd known her for years. I used to thi
nk she was quite intelligent, in my stupidity. The reason I did was because she
knew quite a lot about the theater and plays and literature and all that stuff.
If somebody knows quite a lot about those things, it takes you quite a while to
find out whether they're really stupid or not. It took me years to find it out,
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478 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 14:15:48 ID:y3Sk1S9B - "You know something?" I said. "You're probably the only reason I'm in Ne
w York right now, or anywhere. If you weren't around, I'd probably be someplace
way the hell off. In the woods or some goddam place. You're the only reason I'm
around, practically."
"You're sweet," she said. But you could tell she wanted me to change the
damn subject.
"You ought to go to a boys' school sometime. Try it sometime," I said. "
It's full of phonies, and all you do is study so that you can learn enough to be
smart enough to be able to buy a goddam Cadillac some day, and you have to keep
making believe you give a damn if the football team loses, and all you do is ta
| - マイケル・グリーン（Michael Green）
512 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 14:35:44 ID:y3Sk1S9B - I bored him a lot. I really did. He amused me, though. He was one of tho
se guys that sort of amuse me a lot.
"How's your sex life?" I asked him. He hated you to ask him stuff like t
hat.
"Relax," he said. "Just sit back and relax, for Chrissake."
"I'm relaxed," I said. "How's Columbia? Ya like it?"
"Certainly I like it. If I didn't like it I wouldn't have gone there," h
e said. He could be pretty boring himself sometimes.
"What're you majoring in?" I asked him. "Perverts?" I was only horsing a
round.
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641 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 16:51:45 ID:y3Sk1S9B - er. I'll be in the kitchen for a while--will the light bother you?"
"No--heck, no. Thanks a lot."
"All right. Good night, handsome."
"G'night, sir. Thanks a lot."
He went out in the kitchen and I went in the bathroom and got undressed
and all. I couldn't brush my teeth because I didn't have any toothbrush with me.
I didn't have any pajamas either and Mr. Antolini forgot to lend me some. So I
just went back in the living room and turned off this little lamp next to the co
uch, and then I got in bed with just my shorts on. It was way too short for me,
the couch, but I really could've slept standing up without batting an eyelash. I
| - マイケル・グリーン（Michael Green）
662 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 17:01:12 ID:y3Sk1S9B - n my pocket and started walking fast as hell up to her school--I was too excited
to write the note right in the stationery store. I walked fast because I wanted
her to get the note before she went home for lunch, and I didn't have any too m
uch time.
I knew where her school was, naturally, because I went there myself when
I was a kid. When I got there, it felt funny. I wasn't sure I'd remember what i
t was like inside, but I did. It was exactly the same as it was when I went ther
e. They had that same big yard inside, that was always sort of dark, with those
cages around the light bulbs so they wouldn't break if they got hit with a ball.
They had those same white circles painted all over the floor, for games and stu
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