Catcher in the Rye Chapter 24


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Catcher in the Rye Chapter 24

  1. 1. Catcher in the Rye Chapter 24
  2. 2. <ul><li>Feeling dizzy, Holden takes a taxi to Mr. Antolini’s house. </li></ul><ul><li>I would have walked down to their house, because I didn't want to spend any of Phoebe's Christmas dough that I didn't have to, but I felt funny when I got outside. Sort of dizzy. So I took a cab. I didn't want to, but I did. I had a helluva time even finding a cab. </li></ul>
  3. 3. <ul><li>Mr. Antolini asks Holden what is troubling him and why he has failed again. Holden begins an explanation, hoping that Mr. Antolini will understand. Antolini, however, is full of advice and does not give the compassion and acceptance Holden seeks and needs. Holden grows tired of the advice and wants the conversation to end. </li></ul>
  4. 4. <ul><li>When he yawns, Mr. Antolini stops talking and helps Holden make his bed. The exhausted boy drops off to sleep almost immediately. He wakes in the night to find Mr. Antolini stroking his forehead. </li></ul>
  5. 5. <ul><li>I woke up all of a sudden. I don't know what time it was or anything, but I woke up. I felt something on my head, some guy's hand. Boy, it really scared hell out of me. </li></ul>
  6. 6. <ul><li>What it was, it was Mr. Antolini's hand. What he was doing was, he was sitting on the floor right next to the couch, in the dark and all, and he was sort of petting me or patting me on the goddam head. Boy, I'll bet I jumped about a thousand feet. </li></ul>
  7. 7. <ul><li>Holden interprets the gesture as something perverse. He panics and decides to leave immediately, telling Mr. Antolini that he has forgotten to collect his suitcases from the locker at Grand Central Station. </li></ul>
  8. 8. <ul><li>&quot;I have to go, anyway,&quot; I said--boy, was I nervous! I started putting on my damn pants in the dark. I could hardly get them on I was so damn nervous. I know more damn perverts, at schools and all, than anybody you ever met, and they're always being perverty when I'm around. </li></ul>
  9. 9. <ul><li>&quot;You have to go where?&quot; Mr. Antolini said. He was trying to act very goddam casual and cool and all, but he wasn't any too goddam cool. Take my word. </li></ul><ul><li>            &quot;I left my bags and all at the station. I think maybe I'd better go down and get them. I have all my stuff in them.&quot; </li></ul><ul><li>&quot;You grab your bags and scoot right on back here again. I'll leave the door unlatched.&quot; </li></ul>
  10. 10. <ul><li>&quot;Thanks a lot,&quot; I said. &quot;G'by!&quot; The elevator was finally there. I got in and went down. Boy, I was shaking like a madman. I was sweating, too. When something perverty like that happens, I start sweating like a bastard. That kind of stuff's happened to me about twenty times since I was a kid. I can't stand it. </li></ul>