1 The blonde one, old Bernice, was drinking bourbon and water.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 10 2 It probably was highballs, not water, but I couldn't see what they had in their glasses.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 9 3 I went to my room and put some water on my hair, but you can't really comb a crew cut or anything.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 13 4 For instance, that girl that was getting water squirted all over her face, she was pretty good-looking.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 9 5 Anyway, I was sitting on the washbowl next to where Stradlater was shaving, sort of turning the water on and off.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 4 6 There were even more upstairs, with deer inside them drinking at water holes, and birds flying south for the winter.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 16 7 Then, in the window almost right over his, I saw a man and a woman squirting water out of their mouths at each other.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 9 8 About a gallon of water was dripping down my neck, getting all over my collar and tie and all, but I didn't give a damn.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 20 9 I thought maybe if there were any around, they might be asleep or something near the edge of the water, near the grass and all.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 20 10 Finally, though, I came out and went in the men's room, staggering around like a moron, and filled one of the washbowls with cold water.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 20 11 I can even see how it might be quite a lot of fun, in a crumby way, and if you were both sort of drunk and all, to get a girl and squirt water or something all over each other's face.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 9 12 I think if you don't really like a girl, you shouldn't horse around with her at all, and if you do like her, then you're supposed to like her face, and if you like her face, you ought to be careful about doing crumby stuff to it, like squirting water all over it.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 9 13 You could go there a hundred thousand times, and that Eskimo would still be just finished catching those two fish, the birds would still be on their way south, the deers would still be drinking out of that water hole, with their pretty antlers and their pretty, skinny legs, and that squaw with the naked bosom would still be weaving that same blanket.
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