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"
Well
...
they
'll
be
pretty
irritated
about
it
,
"
I
said
.
"
They
really
will
.
This
is
about
the
fourth
school
I
've
gone
to
.
"
I
shook
my
head
.
I
shake
my
head
quite
a
lot
.
"
Boy
!
"
I
said
.
I
also
say
"
Boy
!
"
quite
a
lot
.
Partly
because
I
have
a
lousy
vocabulary
and
partly
because
I
act
quite
young
for
my
age
sometimes
.
I
was
sixteen
then
,
and
I
'm
seventeen
now
,
and
sometimes
I
act
like
I
'm
about
thirteen
.
It
's
really
ironical
,
because
I
'm
six
foot
two
and
a
half
and
I
have
gray
hair
.
I
really
do
.
The
one
side
of
my
head
--
the
right
side
--
is
full
of
millions
of
gray
hairs
.
I
've
had
them
ever
since
I
was
a
kid
.
And
yet
I
still
act
sometimes
like
I
was
only
about
twelve
.
Everybody
says
that
,
especially
my
father
.
It
's
partly
true
,
too
,
but
it
is
n't
all
true
.
People
always
think
something
's
all
true
.
I
do
n't
give
a
damn
,
except
that
I
get
bored
sometimes
when
people
tell
me
to
act
my
age
.
Sometimes
I
act
a
lot
older
than
I
am-I
really
do-but
people
never
notice
it
.
People
never
notice
anything
.
Old
Spencer
started
nodding
again
.
He
also
started
picking
his
nose
.
He
made
out
like
he
was
only
pinching
it
,
but
he
was
really
getting
the
old
thumb
right
in
there
.
I
guess
he
thought
it
was
all
right
to
do
because
it
was
only
me
that
was
in
the
room
.
I
did
n't
care
,
except
that
it
's
pretty
disgusting
to
watch
somebody
pick
their
nose
.
Then
he
said
,
"
I
had
the
privilege
of
meeting
your
mother
and
dad
when
they
had
their
little
chat
with
Dr.
Thurmer
some
weeks
ago
.
They
're
grand
people
.
"
"
Yes
,
they
are
.
They
're
very
nice
.
"
Grand
.
There
's
a
word
I
really
hate
.
It
's
a
phony
.
I
could
puke
every
time
I
hear
it
.
Then
all
of
a
sudden
old
Spencer
looked
like
he
had
something
very
good
,
something
sharp
as
a
tack
,
to
say
to
me
.
He
sat
up
more
in
his
chair
and
sort
of
moved
around
.
It
was
a
false
alarm
,
though
.
All
he
did
was
lift
the
Atlantic
Monthly
off
his
lap
and
try
to
chuck
it
on
the
bed
,
next
to
me
.
He
missed
.
It
was
only
about
two
inches
away
,
but
he
missed
anyway
.
I
got
up
and
picked
it
up
and
put
it
down
on
the
bed
.
All
of
a
sudden
then
,
I
wanted
to
get
the
hell
out
of
the
room
.
I
could
feel
a
terrific
lecture
coming
on
.
I
did
n't
mind
the
idea
so
much
,
but
I
did
n't
feel
like
being
lectured
to
and
smell
Vicks
Nose
Drops
and
look
at
old
Spencer
in
his
pajamas
and
bathrobe
all
at
the
same
time
.
I
really
did
n't
.
It
started
,
all
right
.
"
What
's
the
matter
with
you
,
boy
?
"
old
Spencer
said
.
He
said
it
pretty
tough
,
too
,
for
him
.
"
How
many
subjects
did
you
carry
this
term
?
"
"
Five
,
sir
.
"
