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"
Listen
.
What
's
the
routine
on
joining
a
monastery
?
"
I
asked
him
.
I
was
sort
of
toying
with
the
idea
of
joining
one
.
"
Do
you
have
to
be
a
Catholic
and
all
?
"
"
Certainly
you
have
to
be
a
Catholic
.
You
bastard
,
did
you
wake
me
just
to
ask
me
a
dumb
ques
--
"
"
Aah
,
go
back
to
sleep
.
I
'm
not
gon
na
join
one
anyway
.
The
kind
of
luck
I
have
,
I
'd
probably
join
one
with
all
the
wrong
kind
of
monks
in
it
.
All
stupid
bastards
.
Or
just
bastards
.
"
When
I
said
that
,
old
Ackley
sat
way
the
hell
up
in
bed
.
"
Listen
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
do
n't
care
what
you
say
about
me
or
anything
,
but
if
you
start
making
cracks
about
my
goddam
religion
,
for
Chrissake
--
"
"
Relax
,
"
I
said
.
"
Nobody
's
making
any
cracks
about
your
goddam
religion
.
"
I
got
up
off
Ely
's
bed
,
and
started
towards
the
door
.
I
did
n't
want
to
hang
around
in
that
stupid
atmosphere
any
more
.
I
stopped
on
the
way
,
though
,
and
picked
up
Ackley
's
hand
,
and
gave
him
a
big
,
phony
handshake
.
He
pulled
it
away
from
me
.
"
What
's
the
idea
?
"
he
said
.
"
No
idea
.
I
just
want
to
thank
you
for
being
such
a
goddam
prince
,
that
's
all
,
"
I
said
.
I
said
it
in
this
very
sincere
voice
.
"
You
're
aces
,
Ackley
kid
,
"
I
said
.
"
You
know
that
?
"
"
Wise
guy
.
Someday
somebody
's
gon
na
bash
your
--
"
I
did
n't
even
bother
to
listen
to
him
.
I
shut
the
damn
door
and
went
out
in
the
corridor
.
Everybody
was
asleep
or
out
or
home
for
the
week
end
,
and
it
was
very
,
very
quiet
and
depressing
in
the
corridor
.
There
was
this
empty
box
of
Kolynos
toothpaste
outside
Leahy
and
Hoffman
's
door
,
and
while
I
walked
down
towards
the
stairs
,
I
kept
giving
it
a
boot
with
this
sheep-lined
slipper
I
had
on
.
What
I
thought
I
'd
do
,
I
thought
I
might
go
down
and
see
what
old
Mal
Brossard
was
doing
.
But
all
of
a
sudden
,
I
changed
my
mind
.
All
of
a
sudden
,
I
decided
what
I
'd
really
do
,
I
'd
get
the
hell
out
of
Pencey
--
right
that
same
night
and
all
.
I
mean
not
wait
till
Wednesday
or
anything
.
I
just
did
n't
want
to
hang
around
any
more
.
It
made
me
too
sad
and
lonesome
.
So
what
I
decided
to
do
,
I
decided
I
'd
take
a
room
in
a
hotel
in
New
York
--
some
very
inexpensive
hotel
and
all
--
and
just
take
it
easy
till
Wednesday
.
Then
,
on
Wednesday
,
I
'd
go
home
all
rested
up
and
feeling
swell
.
I
figured
my
parents
probably
would
n't
get
old
Thurmer
's
letter
saying
I
'd
been
given
the
ax
till
maybe
Tuesday
or
Wednesday
.
I
did
n't
want
to
go
home
or
anything
till
they
got
it
and
thoroughly
digested
it
and
all
.
I
did
n't
want
to
be
around
when
they
first
got
it
.
My
mother
gets
very
hysterical
.
She
's
not
too
bad
after
she
gets
something
thoroughly
digested
,
though
.
Besides
,
I
sort
of
needed
a
little
vacation
.
My
nerves
were
shot
.
They
really
were
.
Anyway
,
that
's
what
I
decided
I
'd
do
.
So
I
went
back
to
the
room
and
turned
on
the
light
,
to
start
packing
and
all
.
I
already
had
quite
a
few
things
packed
.
Old
Stradlater
did
n't
even
wake
up
.
I
lit
a
cigarette
and
got
all
dressed
and
then
I
packed
these
two
Gladstones
I
have
.
It
only
took
me
about
two
minutes
.
I
'm
a
very
rapid
packer
.