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1、The Catcher in the RyeBy Jerome David SalingerMr. and Mrs. Antolini had this very swanky apartment over on Sutton Place, with two steps that you go down to get in the living room, and a bar and all. Id been there quite a few times, because after I left Elkton Hills Mr. Antoilni came up to our house
2、for dinner quite frequently to find out how I was getting along. He wasnt married then. Then when he got married, I used to play tennis with him and Mrs. Antolini quite frequently, out at the West Side Tennis Club, in Forest Hills, Long Island Mrs. Antolini, belonged there. She was lousy with dough.
3、 She was about six years older than Mr. Antolini , but they seemed to get along quite well. For one thing, they were both very intellectual, especially Mr. Antolini except that he was more witty than intellectual when you were with him, sort of like D.B. Mrs. Antolini was mostly serious. She had ast
4、hma pretty bad. They both read all D.B. s stories Mrs. Antolini, tooand when D.B. went to Hollywood; Mr. Antolini phoned him up and told him not to go He went anyway, though. Mr. Antolini said that anybody that could write like D.B. had no business going out to Hollywood. Thats exactly what I said,
5、practically. I would have walked down to their house, because I didnt want to spend any of Phoebes Christmas dough that I didnt have to, but I felt funny when I got outside. Sort of dizzy. So I took a cab. I didnt want to, but I did. I had a helluva time even finding a cab.Old Mr. Antolini answered
6、the door when I rang the bell after the elevator boy finally let me up, the bastard. He had on his bathrobe and slippers, and he had a high ball in one hand. He was a pretty sophisticated guy, and he was a pretty heavy drinker. “Holden, m boy!” he said. “My God, hes grown another twenty inches. Fine
7、 to see you.”“How are you, Mr. Antolini? Hows Mrs. Antolini?” “Were both just dandy. Lets have that coat.” He took my coat off me and hung it up. “I expected to see a day-old infant in your arms. Nowhere to turn. Snowflakes in your eye lashes.” Hes a very witty guy sometimes. He turned around and ye
8、lled out to the kitchen, “Lillian! Hows the coffee coming?” Lillian was Mrs. Antolinisfirst name.“Its all ready,” she yelled back. “Is that Ho lden? Hello, Holden!” “Hello, Mrs. Antolini!”You were always yelling when you were there. That s because the both of them were never in the same room at the
9、same time. It was sort of funny.“Sit down, Holden,” Mr. Antolini said. You could tell he was a little oiled up. The room looked like theyd just had a party. Glasses were all over the place, and dishes with peanuts in them. “Excuse the appearance of the place, “he said “Weve been entertaining some Bu
10、ffalo friend of Mrs. Antolinis.Somebuffaloes, as a matter of fact.”I laughed, and Mrs. Antolini yelled something in to me from the kitchen, but I couldnt hear her. “Whatd she say?” I asked Mr. Antolini.She said not to look at her when she comes in. She just arose from the sack. Have a cigarette. Are
11、 you smoking now?”“Thanks,” I said. I took a cigarett e from the box he offered me. “Just once in a while. Im a moderate smoker.”“Ill bet you are,” he said. He gave me a light from this big lighter off the table. “So, you and Pencey are no longer one,” he said. He always said things that way. Someti
12、mes it amused me a lot and sometimes it didnt. He sort of did it a little bit too much. I dont mean he wasnt witty or anything he was but sometimes it gets on your nerves when somebodys always say in things like “So you and Pencey are no longer one.” D.B. does it too much sometimes, too.“What was th
13、e trouble?” Mr. Antolini asked me. “Howd you do in English?” Ill show you the door in short order if you flunked English, you little ace composition writer. “Oh, I passed English all right. It was mostly literature, though. I only wrote about two compositions the whole term,” I said. “I flunked Oral
14、 Expression, though. They had this course you had to take, Oral Expression. That I flunked.”“Why?” “Oh, I dont know.” I didnt feel much like going into it. I was still feeling sort of dizzy or something, and I had a helluva headache all of a sudden. I really did. But you could tell he was interested
15、, so I told him a little bit about it. “Its this course where each boy in class has to get up in class and make a speech. You know. Spontaneous and all. And if the boy digresses at all, youre supposed to yell Digression! at him as fast as you can. It just a bout drove me crazy. I got an F in it.” “W
16、hy?”“Oh, I dont know. That digression business got on my nerves. I dont know. The trouble with me is, I like it when somebody digresses. Its more interesting and all.” “You dont care to have somebody stick to the point when he tells you something?”“Oh, sure! I like somebody to stick to the point and all. But I dont like them to stick too much to the point. I dont know. I guess I dont like it when somebody sticks to
