{"id":"01KG6FVFXHXJ8GSZAM92RKXR8M","cid":"bafkreievqnaapk65vooh2vvfjuzekamc7ivl4ge7fbzlt7o5yfhpbl3woy","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":1145,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T03:41:20.744Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 4","source_file":"01KG6FT59BXAZ3C5HRJ6SW8F58","start_line":1111,"text":"That got him really mad. He shook his big stupid finger in my face. \"Holden, God\ndamn it, I'm warning you, now. For the last time. If you don't keep your yap shut, I'm\ngonna--\"\n\"Why should I?\" I said--I was practically yelling. \"That's just the trouble with all\nyou morons. You never want to discuss anything. That's the way you can always tell a\nmoron. They never want to discuss anything intellig--\"\n\n<!-- [Page 25](arke:01KG6FHT8J64AK62ZND570MHFK) -->\nThen he really let one go at me, and the next thing I knew I was on the goddam\nfloor again. I don't remember if he knocked me out or not, but I don't think so. It's pretty\nhard to knock a guy out, except in the goddam movies. But my nose was bleeding all\nover the place. When I looked up old Stradlater was standing practically right on top of\nme. He had his goddam toilet kit under his arm. \"Why the hell don'tcha shut up when I\ntellya to?\" he said. He sounded pretty nervous. He probably was scared he'd fractured my\nskull or something when I hit the floor. It's too bad I didn't. \"You asked for it, God damn\nit,\" he said. Boy, did he look worried.\nI didn't even bother to get up. I just lay there in the floor for a while, and kept\ncalling him a moron sonuvabitch. I was so mad, I was practically bawling.\n\"Listen. Go wash your face,\" Stradlater said. \"Ya hear me?\"\nI told him to go wash his own moron face--which was a pretty childish thing to\nsay, but I was mad as hell. I told him to stop off on the way to the can and give Mrs.\nSchmidt the time. Mrs. Schmidt was the janitor's wife. She was around sixty-five.\nI kept sitting there on the floor till I heard old Stradlater close the door and go\ndown the corridor to the can. Then I got up. I couldn't find my goddam hunting hat\nanywhere. Finally I found it. It was under the bed. I put it on, and turned the old peak\naround to the back, the way I liked it, and then I went over and took a look at my stupid\nface in the mirror. You never saw such gore in your life. I had blood all over my mouth\nand chin and even on my pajamas and bath robe. It partly scared me and it partly\nfascinated me. All that blood and all sort of made me look tough. I'd only been in about\ntwo fights in my life, and I lost both of them. I'm not too tough. I'm a pacifist, if you want\nto know the truth.\nI had a feeling old Ackley'd probably heard all the racket and was awake. So I\nwent through the shower curtains into his room, just to see what the hell he was doing. I\nhardly ever went over to his room. It always had a funny stink in it, because he was so\ncrumby in his personal habits.","title":"Chunk 4"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG6FV13AWW5JB6NGEFYS43CS","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG6FT59BXAZ3C5HRJ6SW8F58","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KFF1K6A8V452X8SQKY55DD16","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG6FVFXJET3ED96VBG9PP5HW","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T03:41:22.225Z","ts":"2026-01-30T03:41:28.474Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}