The Catcher In The Rye Novels & Stories

I looked at the guy who had the balls to solo play just now, and he was at the back, embarrassed. "Who is that guy?" I asked Len, pointing at him. "Oh that's Ignatius. He came later than all of us. He is very closed off and doesn't like to talk a lot. I heard he's an orphan." Len said. "I see." I walked towards him and he flinched when i said his name. "Your gun suits you. Try again in the next round. Don't fail me." "Yes sir." He said. He is a strong comrade, despite his stubbornness, he'll be useful.