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That
got
him
really
mad
.
He
shook
his
big
stupid
finger
in
my
face
.
"
Holden
,
God
damn
it
,
I
'm
warning
you
,
now
.
For
the
last
time
.
If
you
do
n't
keep
your
yap
shut
,
I
'm
gon
na
--
"
"
Why
should
I
?
"
I
said
--
I
was
practically
yelling
.
"
That
's
just
the
trouble
with
all
you
morons
.
You
never
want
to
discuss
anything
.
That
's
the
way
you
can
always
tell
a
moron
.
They
never
want
to
discuss
anything
intellig
--
"
Then
he
really
let
one
go
at
me
,
and
the
next
thing
I
knew
I
was
on
the
goddam
floor
again
.
I
do
n't
remember
if
he
knocked
me
out
or
not
,
but
I
do
n't
think
so
.
It
's
pretty
hard
to
knock
a
guy
out
,
except
in
the
goddam
movies
.
But
my
nose
was
bleeding
all
over
the
place
.
When
I
looked
up
old
Stradlater
was
standing
practically
right
on
top
of
me
.
He
had
his
goddam
toilet
kit
under
his
arm
.
"
Why
the
hell
do
n'tcha
shut
up
when
I
tellya
to
?
"
he
said
.
He
sounded
pretty
nervous
.
He
probably
was
scared
he
'd
fractured
my
skull
or
something
when
I
hit
the
floor
.
It
's
too
bad
I
did
n't
.
"
You
asked
for
it
,
God
damn
it
,
"
he
said
.
Boy
,
did
he
look
worried
.
I
did
n't
even
bother
to
get
up
.
I
just
lay
there
in
the
floor
for
a
while
,
and
kept
calling
him
a
moron
sonuvabitch
.
I
was
so
mad
,
I
was
practically
bawling
.
"
Listen
.
Go
wash
your
face
,
"
Stradlater
said
.
"
Ya
hear
me
?
"
I
told
him
to
go
wash
his
own
moron
face
--
which
was
a
pretty
childish
thing
to
say
,
but
I
was
mad
as
hell
.
I
told
him
to
stop
off
on
the
way
to
the
can
and
give
Mrs.
Schmidt
the
time
.
Mrs.
Schmidt
was
the
janitor
's
wife
.
She
was
around
sixty-five
.
I
kept
sitting
there
on
the
floor
till
I
heard
old
Stradlater
close
the
door
and
go
down
the
corridor
to
the
can
.
Then
I
got
up
.
I
could
n't
find
my
goddam
hunting
hat
anywhere
.
Finally
I
found
it
.
It
was
under
the
bed
.
I
put
it
on
,
and
turned
the
old
peak
around
to
the
back
,
the
way
I
liked
it
,
and
then
I
went
over
and
took
a
look
at
my
stupid
face
in
the
mirror
.
You
never
saw
such
gore
in
your
life
.
I
had
blood
all
over
my
mouth
and
chin
and
even
on
my
pajamas
and
bath
robe
.
It
partly
scared
me
and
it
partly
fascinated
me
.
All
that
blood
and
all
sort
of
made
me
look
tough
.
I
'd
only
been
in
about
two
fights
in
my
life
,
and
I
lost
both
of
them
.
I
'm
not
too
tough
.
I
'm
a
pacifist
,
if
you
want
to
know
the
truth
.
I
had
a
feeling
old
Ackley
'd
probably
heard
all
the
racket
and
was
awake
.
So
I
went
through
the
shower
curtains
into
his
room
,
just
to
see
what
the
hell
he
was
doing
.
I
hardly
ever
went
over
to
his
room
.
It
always
had
a
funny
stink
in
it
,
because
he
was
so
crumby
in
his
personal
habits
.
A
tiny
bit
of
light
came
through
the
shower
curtains
and
all
from
our
room
,
and
I
could
see
him
lying
in
bed
.
I
knew
damn
well
he
was
wide
awake
.
"
Ackley
?
"
I
said
.
"
Y'
awake
?
"
