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218 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:33:37 ID:ycXxoQ71 - We tried to get old Marsalla to rip off another one, right while old Thurmer wa
s making his speech, but be wasn't in the right mood. Anyway, that's where I liv
ed at Pencey. Old Ossenburger Memorial Wing, in the new dorms.
It was pretty nice to get back to my room, after I left old Spencer, bec
ause everybody was down at the game, and the heat was on in our room, for a chan
ge. It felt sort of cosy. I took off my coat and my tie and unbuttoned my shirt
collar; and then I put on this hat that I'd bought in New York that morning. It
was this red hunting hat, with one of those very, very long peaks. I saw it in t
he window of this sports store when we got out of the subway, just after I notic
ed I'd lost all the goddam foils. It only cost me a buck. The way I wore it, I s
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221 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:34:57 ID:ycXxoQ71 - could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn't happen mu
ch, though. I wouldn't mind calling this Isak Dinesen up. And Ring Lardner, exce
pt that D.B. told me he's dead. You take that book Of Human Bondage, by Somerset
Maugham, though. I read it last summer. It's a pretty good book and all, but I
wouldn't want to call Somerset Maugham up. I don't know, He just isn't the kind
of guy I'd want to call up, that's all. I'd rather call old Thomas Hardy up. I l
ike that Eustacia Vye.
Anyway, I put on my new hat and sat down and started reading that book O
ut of Africa. I'd read it already, but I wanted to read certain parts over again
. I'd only read about three pages, though, when I heard somebody coming through
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225 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:36:36 ID:ycXxoQ71 - metimes. "How was the fencing?" he said. He just wanted me to quit reading and e
njoying myself. He didn't give a damn about the fencing. "We win, or what?" he s
aid.
"Nobody won," I said. Without looking up, though.
"What?" he said. He always made you say everything twice.
"Nobody won," I said. I sneaked a look to see what he was fiddling aroun
d with on my chiffonier. He was looking at this picture of this girl I used to g
o around with in New York, Sally Hayes. He must've picked up that goddam picture
and looked at it at least five thousand times since I got it. He always put it
back in the wrong place, too, when he was finished. He did it on purpose. You co
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226 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:37:22 ID:ycXxoQ71 - uld tell.
"Nobody won," he said. "How come?"
"I left the goddam foils and stuff on the subway." I still didn't look u
p at him.
"On the subway, for Chrissake! Ya lost them, ya mean?"
"We got on the wrong subway. I had to keep getting up to look at a godda
m map on the wall."
He came over and stood right in my light. "Hey," I said. "I've read this
same sentence about twenty times since you came in."
Anybody else except Ackley would've taken the goddam hint. Not him, thou
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232 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:39:33 ID:ycXxoQ71 - hooting hat."
"Like hell it is." I took it off and looked at it. I sort of closed one
eye, like I was taking aim at it. "This is a people shooting hat," I said. "I sh
oot people in this hat."
"Your folks know you got kicked out yet?"
"Nope."
"Where the hell's Stradlater at, anyway?"
"Down at the game. He's got a date." I yawned. I was yawning all over th
e place. For one thing, the room was too damn hot. It made you sleepy. At Pencey
, you either froze to death or died of the heat.
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234 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:40:51 ID:ycXxoQ71 - lsetto voice. He kept laughing the whole time I was taking down my suitcase and
getting the scissors out for him. Something like that--a guy getting hit on the
head with a rock or something--tickled the pants off Ackley. "You have a damn go
od sense of humor, Ackley kid," I told him. "You know that?" I handed him the sc
issors. "Lemme be your manager. I'll get you on the goddam radio." I sat down in
my chair again, and he started cutting his big horny-looking nails. "How 'bout
using the table or something?" I said. "Cut 'em over the table, willya? I don't
feel like walking on your crumby nails in my bare feet tonight." He kept right o
n cutting them over the floor, though. What lousy manners. I mean it.
"Who's Stradlater's date?" he said. He was always keeping tabs on who St
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237 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:41:33 ID:ycXxoQ71 - e didn't mean to insult you, for cryin' out loud. He didn't say it right or anyt
hing, but he didn't mean anything insulting. All he meant was you'd look better
and feel better if you sort of brushed your teeth once in a while."
"I brush my teeth. Don't gimme that."
"No, you don't. I've seen you, and you don't," I said. I didn't say it n
asty, though. I felt sort of sorry for him, in a way. I mean it isn't too nice,
naturally, if somebody tells you you don't brush your teeth. "Stradlater's all r
ight He's not too bad," I said. "You don't know him, thats the trouble."
"I still say he's a sonuvabitch. He's a conceited sonuvabitch."
"He's conceited, but he's very generous in some things. He really is," I
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245 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:45:31 ID:ycXxoQ71 - ly the kind of a handsome guy that if your parents saw his picture in your Year
Book, they'd right away say, "Who's this boy?" I mean he was mostly a Year Book
kind of handsome guy. I knew a lot of guys at Pencey I thought were a lot handso
mer than Stradlater, but they wouldn't look handsome if you saw their pictures i
n the Year Book. They'd look like they had big noses or their ears stuck out. I'
ve had that experience frequently.
Anyway, I was sitting on the washbowl next to where Stradlater was shavi
ng, sort of turning the water on and off. I still had my red hunting hat on, wit
h the peak around to the back and all. I really got a bang out of that hat.
"Hey," Stradlater said. "Wanna do me a big favor?"
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249 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:47:14 ID:ycXxoQ71 - ball game. We had a terrific guy on the team, Howie Coyle, that could sink them
from the middle of the floor, without even touching the backboard or anything. A
ckley kept saying, the whole goddam game, that Coyle had a perfect build for bas
ketball. God, how I hate that stuff.
I got bored sitting on that washbowl after a while, so I backed up a few
feet and started doing this tap dance, just for the hell of it. I was just amus
ing myself. I can't really tap-dance or anything, but it was a stone floor in th
e can, and it was good for tap-dancing. I started imitating one of those guys in
the movies. In one of those musicals. I hate the movies like poison, but I get
a bang imitating them. Old Stradlater watched me in the mirror while he was shav
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252 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 10:48:12 ID:ycXxoQ71 - "Yeah? Give her to me, boy. No kidding. She's my type."
"Take her . . . She's too old for you."
All of a sudden--for no good reason, really, except that I was sort of i
n the mood for horsing around--I felt like jumping off the washbowl and getting
old Stradlater in a half nelson. That's a wrestling hold, in case you don't know
, where you get the other guy around the neck and choke him to death, if you fee
l like it. So I did it. I landed on him like a goddam panther.
"Cut it out, Holden, for Chrissake!" Stradlater said. He didn't feel lik
e horsing around. He was shaving and all. "Wuddaya wanna make me do--cut my godd
am head off?"
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264 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:25:56 ID:ycXxoQ71 - esman a million dopy questions--and here I was getting the ax again. It made me
feel pretty sad. She bought me the wrong kind of skates--I wanted racing skates
and she bought hockey--but it made me sad anyway. Almost every time somebody giv
es me a present, it ends up making me sad.
After I got all packed, I sort of counted my dough. I don't remember exa
ctly how much I had, but I was pretty loaded. My grandmother'd just sent me a wa
d about a week before. I have this grandmother that's quite lavish with her doug
h. She doesn't have all her marbles any more--she's old as hell--and she keeps s
ending me money for my birthday about four times a year. Anyway, even though I w
as pretty loaded, I figured I could always use a few extra bucks. You never know
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279 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:30:19 ID:ycXxoQ71 - "Well, no, not exactly, but I can usually get them on account of my heig
hth," I said. "And I have quite a bit of gray hair." I turned sideways and showe
d her my gray hair. It fascinated hell out of her. "C'mon, join me, why don't yo
u?" I said. I'd've enjoyed having her.
"I really don't think I'd better. Thank you so much, though, dear," she
said. "Anyway, the club car's most likely closed. It's quite late, you know." Sh
e was right. I'd forgotten all about what time it was.
Then she looked at me and asked me what I was afraid she was going to as
k me. "Ernest wrote that he'd be home on Wednesday, that Christmas vacation woul
d start on Wednesday," she said. "I hope you weren't called home suddenly becaus
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283 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:31:05 ID:ycXxoQ71 - of anybody to call up. My brother D.B. was in Hollywood. My kid sister Phoebe g
oes to bed around nine o'clock--so I couldn't call her up. She wouldn't've cared
if I'd woke her up, but the trouble was, she wouldn't've been the one that answ
ered the phone. My parents would be the ones. So that was out. Then I thought of
giving Jane Gallagher's mother a buzz, and find out when Jane's vacation starte
d, but I didn't feel like it. Besides, it was pretty late to call up. Then I tho
ught of calling this girl I used to go around with quite frequently, Sally Hayes
, because I knew her Christmas vacation had started already--she'd written me th
is long, phony letter, inviting me over to help her trim the Christmas tree Chri
stmas Eve and all--but I was afraid her mother'd answer the phone. Her mother kn
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287 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:32:54 ID:ycXxoQ71 - s at the Taft or the New Yorker, by any chance?"
"No idear, Mac."
"Well--take me to the Edmont then," I said. "Would you care to stop on t
he way and join me for a cocktail? On me. I'm loaded."
"Can't do it, Mac. Sorry." He certainly was good company. Terrific perso
nality.
We got to the Edmont Hotel, and I checked in. I'd put on my red hunting
cap when I was in the cab, just for the hell of it, but I took it off before I c
hecked in. I didn't want to look like a screwball or something. Which is really
ironic. I didn't know then that the goddam hotel was full of perverts and morons
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294 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:35:29 ID:ycXxoQ71 - ely. It would've worked, too. The only reason I didn't do it was because I wasn'
t in the mood. If you're not in the mood, you can't do that stuff right.
After a while I sat down in a chair and smoked a couple of cigarettes. I
was feeling pretty horny. I have to admit it. Then, all of a sudden, I got this
idea. I took out my wallet and started looking for this address a guy I met at
a party last summer, that went to Princeton, gave me. Finally I found it. It was
all a funny color from my wallet, but you could still read it. It was the addre
ss of this girl that wasn't exactly a whore or anything but that didn't mind doi
ng it once in a while, this Princeton guy told me. He brought her to a dance at
Princeton once, and they nearly kicked him out for bringing her. She used to be
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307 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:40:29 ID:ycXxoQ71 - tall attractive gentleman about 20 years of age." That kills me. Old Phoebe. I s
wear to God you'd like her. She was smart even when she was a very tiny little k
id. When she was a very tiny little kid, I and Allie used to take her to the par
k with us, especially on Sundays. Allie had this sailboat he used to like to foo
l around with on Sundays, and we used to take old Phoebe with us. She'd wear whi
te gloves and walk right between us, like a lady and all. And when Allie and I w
ere having some conversation about things in general, old Phoebe'd be listening.
Sometimes you'd forget she was around, because she was such a little kid, but s
he'd let you know. She'd interrupt you all the time. She'd give Allie or I a pus
h or something, and say, "Who? Who said that? Bobby or the lady?" And we'd tell
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311 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:41:30 ID:ycXxoQ71 - "Okay, okay," I said. I figured the hell with it. "Bring me a Coke." He
started to go away, but I called him back. "Can'tcha stick a little rum in it or
something?" I asked him. I asked him very nicely and all. "I can't sit in a cor
ny place like this cold sober. Can'tcha stick a little rum in it or something?"
"I'm very sorry, sir. . ." he said, and beat it on me. I didn't hold it
against him, though. They lose their jobs if they get caught selling to a minor.
I'm a goddam minor.
I started giving the three witches at the next table the eye again. That
is, the blonde one. The other two were strictly from hunger. I didn't do it cru
dely, though. I just gave all three of them this very cool glance and all. What
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322 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:52:05 ID:ycXxoQ71 - dopes? I thought the two ugly ones, Marty and Laverne, were sisters, but they go
t very insulted when I asked them. You could tell neither one of them wanted to
look like the other one, and you couldn't blame them, but it was very amusing an
yway.
I danced with them all--the whole three of them--one at a time. The one
ugly one, Laverne, wasn't too bad a dancer, but the other one, old Marty, was mu
rder. Old Marty was like dragging the Statue of Liberty around the floor. The on
ly way I could even half enjoy myself dragging her around was if I amused myself
a little. So I told her I just saw Gary Cooper, the movie star, on the other si
de of the floor.
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329 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:56:56 ID:ycXxoQ71 - omity-looking chair in the lobby and thought about her and Stradlater sitting in
that goddam Ed Banky's car, and though I was pretty damn sure old Stradlater ha
dn't given her the time--I know old Jane like a book--I still couldn't get her o
ff my brain. I knew her like a book. I really did. I mean, besides checkers, she
was quite fond of all athletic sports, and after I got to know her, the whole s
ummer long we played tennis together almost every morning and golf almost every
afternoon. I really got to know her quite intimately. I don't mean it was anythi
ng physical or anything--it wasn't--but we saw each other all the time. You don'
t always have to get too sexy to get to know a girl.
The way I met her, this Doberman pinscher she had used to come over and
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337 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 11:59:30 ID:ycXxoQ71 - her all the time, for instance. That doesn't sound like much, I realize, but sh
e was terrific to hold hands with. Most girls if you hold hands with them, their
goddam hand dies on you, or else they think they have to keep moving their hand
all the time, as if they were afraid they'd bore you or something. Jane was dif
ferent. We'd get into a goddam movie or something, and right away we'd start hol
ding hands, and we wouldn't quit till the movie was over. And without changing t
he position or making a big deal out of it. You never even worried, with Jane, w
hether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you were happy. You really
were.
One other thing I just thought of. One time, in this movie, Jane did som
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343 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 12:01:18 ID:ycXxoQ71 - "Yeah, what about it?"
"Well, you know the ducks that swim around in it? In the springtime and
all? Do you happen to know where they go in the wintertime, by any chance?"
"Where who goes?"
"The ducks. Do you know, by any chance? I mean does somebody come around
in a truck or something and take them away, or do they fly away by themselves--
go south or something?"
Old Horwitz turned all the way around and looked at me. He was a very im
patient-type guy. He wasn't a bad guy, though. "How the hell should I know?" he
said. "How the hell should I know a stupid thing like that?"
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349 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 12:04:20 ID:ycXxoQ71 - ing the piano. It was supposed to be something holy, for God's sake, when he sat
down at the piano. Nobody's that good. About three couples, besides me, were wa
iting for tables, and they were all shoving and standing on tiptoes to get a loo
k at old Ernie while he played. He had a big damn mirror in front of the piano,
with this big spotlight on him, so that everybody could watch his face while he
played. You couldn't see his fingers while he played--just his big old face. Big
deal. I'm not too sure what the name of the song was that he was playing when I
came in, but whatever it was, he was really stinking it up. He was putting all
these dumb, show-offy ripples in the high notes, and a lot of other very tricky
stuff that gives me a pain in the ass. You should've heard the crowd, though, wh
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359 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 12:07:14 ID:ycXxoQ71 - t stuff, though.
After I'd told her I had to meet somebody, I didn't have any goddam choi
ce except to leave. I couldn't even stick around to hear old Ernie play somethin
g halfway decent. But I certainly wasn't going to sit down at a table with old L
illian Simmons and that Navy guy and be bored to death. So I left. It made me ma
d, though, when I was getting my coat. People are always ruining things for you.
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362 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 12:08:23 ID:ycXxoQ71 - life. If they're yours, take 'em. I don't want the goddam things." Then I probab
ly would've just stood there for about five minutes. I'd have the damn gloves ri
ght in my hand and all, but I'd feel I ought to sock the guy in the jaw or somet
hing--break his goddam jaw. Only, I wouldn't have the guts to do it. I'd just st
and there, trying to look tough. What I might do, I might say something very cut
ting and snotty, to rile him up--instead of socking him in the jaw. Anyway if I
did say something very cutting and snotty, he'd probably get up and come over to
me and say, "Listen, Caulfield. Are you calling me a crook?" Then, instead of s
aying, "You're goddam right I am, you dirty crooked bastard!" all I probably wou
ld've said would be, "All I know is my goddam gloves were in your goddam galoshe
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374 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 12:14:33 ID:ycXxoQ71 - to stop so that if you do go through with it, the blame'll be on you, not them.
Anyway, I keep stopping. The trouble is, I get to feeling sorry for them. I mean
most girls are so dumb and all. After you neck them for a while, you can really
watch them losing their brains. You take a girl when she really gets passionate
, she just hasn't any brains. I don't know. They tell me to stop, so I stop. I a
lways wish I hadn't, after I take them home, but I keep doing it anyway.
Anyway, while I was putting on another clean shirt, I sort of figured th
is was my big chance, in a way. I figured if she was a prostitute and all, I cou
ld get in some practice on her, in case I ever get married or anything. I worry
about that stuff sometimes. I read this book once, at the Whooton School, that h
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378 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 12:16:06 ID:ycXxoQ71 - "Yes, I am. Come in, won't you?" I said. I was getting more and more non
chalant as it went along. I really was.
She came in and took her coat off right away and sort of chucked it on t
he bed. She had on a green dress underneath. Then she sort of sat down sideways
on the chair that went with the desk in the room and started jiggling her foot u
p and down. She crossed her legs and started jiggling this one foot up and down.
She was very nervous, for a prostitute. She really was. I think it was because
she was young as hell. She was around my age. I sat down in the big chair, next
to her, and offered her a cigarette. "I don't smoke," she said. She had a tiny l
ittle wheeny-whiny voice. You could hardly hear her. She never said thank you, e
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379 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 12:17:51 ID:ycXxoQ71 - ither, when you offered her something. She just didn't know any better.
"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Jim Steele," I said.
"Ya got a watch on ya?" she said. She didn't care what the hell my name
was, naturally. "Hey, how old are you, anyways?"
"Me? Twenty-two."
"Like fun you are."
It was a funny thing to say. It sounded like a real kid. You'd think a p
rostitute and all would say "Like hell you are" or "Cut the crap" instead of "Li
ke fun you are."
"How old are you?" I asked her.
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390 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 12:28:26 ID:ycXxoQ71 - said, very cold, "Do you mind getting me my frock? Or would it be too much trou
ble?" She was a pretty spooky kid. Even with that little bitty voice she had, sh
e could sort of scare you a little bit. If she'd been a big old prostitute, with
a lot of makeup on her face and all, she wouldn't have been half as spooky.
I went and got her dress for her. She put it on and all, and then she pi
cked up her polo coat off the bed. "So long, crumb-bum," she said.
"So long," I said. I didn't thank her or anything. I'm glad I didn't.
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397 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 12:35:38 ID:ycXxoQ71 - They just knocked again, though. Louder.
Finally I got out of bed, with just my pajamas on, and opened the door.
I didn't even have to turn the light on in the room, because it was already dayl
ight. Old Sunny and Maurice, the pimpy elevator guy, were standing there.
"What's the matter? Wuddaya want?" I said. Boy, my voice was shaking lik
e hell.
"Nothin' much," old Maurice said. "Just five bucks." He did all the talk
ing for the two of them. Old Sunny just stood there next to him, with her mouth
open and all.
"I paid her already. I gave her five bucks. Ask her," I said. Boy, was m
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403 ：名無しさん＠お腹いっぱい。[sage]：2010/07/25(日) 12:39:44 ID:ycXxoQ71 - "I awreddy got it," Sunny said. She waved five bucks at me. "See? All I'
m takin' is the five you owe me. I'm no crook."
All of a sudden I started to cry. I'd give anything if I hadn't, but I d
id. "No, you're no crooks," I said. "You're just stealing five--"
"Shut up," old Maurice said, and gave me a shove.
"Leave him alone, hey," Sunny said. "C'mon, hey. We got the dough he owe
s us. Let's go. C'mon, hey."
"I'm comin'," old Maurice said. But he didn't.
"I mean it, Maurice, hey. Leave him alone."
"Who's hurtin' anybody?" he said, innocent as hell. Then what he did, he
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