1 It made me too sad and lonesome.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 7 2 It made me feel sad as hell, though.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 2 3 It made me sort of sad, the way she said it.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 22 4 It made me feel sort of sad when I hung it up.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 13 5 I knew it wasn't too important, but it made me sad anyway.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 16 6 They were so ignorant, and they had those sad, fancy hats on and all.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 10 7 Almost every time somebody gives me a present, it ends up making me sad.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 7 8 He was too much like a goddam general, instead of a sad, screwed-up type guy.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 16 9 It made me so damn sad when I thought about it, their never going anywhere swanky for lunch or anything.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 16 10 I don't care if it's a sad good-by or a bad good-by, but when I leave a place I like to know I'm leaving it.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 1 11 The arms were in sad shape, because everybody was always sitting on them, but they were pretty comfortable chairs.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 3 12 What made it even more depressing, old Spencer had on this very sad, ratty old bathrobe that he was probably born in or something.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 2 13 What he did, he carved his goddam stupid sad old initials in one of the can doors about ninety years ago, and he wanted to see if they were still there.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 22 14 He was all out of breath from just climbing up the stairs, and the whole time he was looking for his initials he kept breathing hard, with his nostrils all funny and sad, while he kept telling Stradlater and I to get all we could out of Pencey.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 22 15 But I just couldn't hang around there any longer, the way we were on opposite sides of the pole, and the way he kept missing the bed whenever he chucked something at it, and his sad old bathrobe with his chest showing, and that grippy smell of Vicks Nose Drops all over the place.
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