ZRADA: "The cook is a Giants fan," Chaddy said. "She will give you even money that they win the pennant."
"You're a gloomy son of a bitch," I said. "You are a gloomy son of a bitch."
"Get your fat face out of mine," he said. He walked along.
Alice Malloy had dark, stringy hair, and even her husband, who loved her more than he knew, was sometimes reminded by her lean face of a tenement doorway on a rainy day, for her countenance was long, vacant and weakly lighted, a passage for the gentle passports and miseries of the poor.
IMHO je to všechno v pohodě, jen idiomatika v druhé větě odpovídá člověku o dvě generace staršímu než ty. ("Pročistit si hrdlo" hájit nebudu.)