![]() "It's not right," she said- gravely, sadly. And Zooey continued to stand gazing at her, not shaving. "Neither you nor Buddy know how to talk to people you don't like." She thought it over. "You do," she said, without accusation in her voice. She now presented this gracious and modest countenance to Zooey. She would look back with grace and modesty at the son or daughter who had given her the look. iably took this "tribute," when it came, in beautiful stride. But with admiration, affection, and, not least, gratitude. Not just with objective wonder at the rising of a truth, fragmentary or not, up through what often seemed to be an impenetrable mass of prejudices, cliches, and bromides. He turned around and looked at her, in this instance, in precisely the same way that, at one time or another, in one year or another, all his brothers and sisters (and especially his brothers) had turned around and looked at her. To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt: ![]() ![]() What reading level is Franny And Zooey book? ![]()
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