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           Evenwithoutlookingup,Iknewrightawaywhoitwas.ItwasRobertAckley,thisguythatroomedrightnexttome. Therewasashowerrightbetweeneverytworoomsinourwing,andabouteighty-fivetimesadayoldAckleybargedinonme. Hewasprobablytheonlyguyinthewholedorm,besidesme,thatwasn’tdownatthegame. Hehardlyeverwentanywhere. Hewasaverypeculiarguy. Hewasasenior,andhe’dbeenatPenceythewholefouryearsandall,butnobodyevercalledhimanythingexcept"Ackley. "NotevenHerbGale,hisownroommate,evercalledhim"Bob"oreven"Ack. "Ifheevergetsmarried,hisownwife’llprobablycallhim"Ackley. "Hewasoneofthesevery,verytall,round-shoulderedguys—hewasaboutsixfour—withlousyteeth. Thewholetimeheroomednexttome,Ineverevenoncesawhimbrushhisteeth. Theyalwayslookedmossyandawful,andhedamnnearmadeyousickifyousawhiminthediningroomwithhismouthfullofmashedpotatoesandpeasorsomething. Besidesthat,hehadalotofpimples. Notjustonhisforeheadorhischin,likemostguys,butalloverhiswholeface. Andnotonlythat,hehadaterriblepersonality. Hewasalsosortofanastyguy. Iwasn’ttoocrazyabouthim,totellyouthetruth. 

           Icouldfeelhimstandingontheshowerledge,rightbehindmychair,takingalooktoseeifStradlaterwasaround. HehatedStradlater’sgutsandhenevercameintheroomifStradlaterwasaround. Hehatedeverybody’sguts,damnnear. 

           Hecamedownofftheshowerledgeandcameintheroom. "Hi,"hesaid. Healwayssaiditlikehewasterrificallyboredorterrificallytired. Hedidn’twantyoutothinkhewasvisitingyouoranything. Hewantedyoutothinkhe’dcomeinbymistake,forGod’ssake. 

           "Hi,"Isaid,butIdidn’tlookupfrommybook.