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I said. "You're probably the only reason I'm in New
York right now, or anywhere. If you weren't around, I'd probably be someplace way the
hell off. In the woods or some goddam place. You're the only reason I'm around,
practically."
"You're sweet," she said. But you could tell she wanted me to change the damn
subject.
"You ought to go to a boys' school sometime. Try it sometime," I said. "It's full of
phonies, and all you do is study so that you can learn enough to be smart enough to be
able to buy a goddam Cadillac some day, and you have to keep making believe you give
a damn if the football team loses, and all you do is talk about girls and liquor and sex all
day, and everybody sticks together in these dirty little goddam cliques. The guys that are
on the basketball team stick together, the Catholics stick together, the goddam
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intellectuals stick together, the guys that play bridge stick together. Even the guys that
belong to the goddam Book-of-the-Month Club stick together. If you try to have a little
intelligent--"
"Now, listen," old Sally said. "Lots of boys get more out of school than that."
"I agree! I agree they do, some of them! But that's all I get out of it. See? That's
my point. That's exactly my goddam point," I said. "I don't get hardly anything out of
anything. I'm in bad shape. I'm in lousy shape."
"You certainly are."
Then, all of a sudden, I got this idea.
"Look," I said. "Here's my idea. How would you like to get the hell out of here?
Here's my idea. I know this guy down in Greenwich Village that we can borrow his car
for a couple of weeks. He used to go to the same school I did and he still owes me ten
bucks. What we could do is, tomorrow morning we could drive up to Massachusetts and
Vermont, and all around there, see. It's beautiful as hell up there, It really is." I was
getting excited as hell, the more I thought of it, and I sort of reached over and took old
Sally's goddam hand. What a goddam fool I was. "No kidding," I said. "I have about a
hundred and eighty bucks in the bank. I can take it out when it opens in the morning, and
then I could go down and get this guy's car. No kidding. We'll stay in these cabin camps
and stuff like that till the dough runs out. Then, when the dough runs out, I could get a
job somewhere and we could live somewhere with a brook and all and, later on, we could
get married or something. I could chop all our own wood in the wintertime and all.
Honest to God, we could have a terrific time! Wuddaya say? C'mon! Wuddaya say? Will
you do it with me? Please!"
"You can't just do something like that," old Sally said. She sounded sore as hell.
"Why not? Why the hell not?"
"Stop screaming at me, please," she said. Which was crap, because I wasn't even
screaming at her.
"Why can'tcha? Why not?"
"Because you can't, that's all. In the first place, we're both practically children.
And did you ever stop to think what you'd do if you didn't get a job when your money ran
out? We'd starve to death. The whole thing's so fantastic, it isn't even--"
"It isn't fantastic. I'd get a job. Don't worry about that. You don't have to worry
about that. What's the matter? Don't you want to go with me? Say so, if you don't."
"It isn't that. It isn't that at all," old Sally said. I was beginning to hate her, in a
way. "We'll have oodles of time to do those things--all those things. I mean after you go
to college and all, and if we should get married and all. There'll be oodles of marvelous
places to go to. You're just--"
"No, there wouldn't be. There wouldn't be oodles of places to go to at all. It'd be
entirely different," I said. I was getting depressed as hell again.
"What?"