Chapter 7

           ItwaswhencuriosityaboutGatsbywasatitshighestthatthelightsinhishousefailedtogoononeSaturdaynightand,asobscurelyasithadbegun,hiscareerasTrimalchiowasover.OnlygraduallydidIbecomeawarethattheautomobileswhichturnedexpectantlyintohisdrivestayedforjustaminuteandthendrovesulkilyaway.WonderingifheweresickIwentovertofindoutanunfamiliarbutlerwithavillainousfacesquintedatmesuspiciouslyfromthedoor.

           "IsMr.Gatsbysick?"

           "Nope."Afterapauseheadded"sir"inadilatory,grudgingway.

           "Ihadn’tseenhimaround,andIwasratherworried.TellhimMr.Carrawaycameover."

           "Who?"hedemandedrudely.

           "Carraway."

           "Carraway.Allright,I’lltellhim."Abruptlyheslammedthedoor.

           MyFinninformedmethatGatsbyhaddismissedeveryservantinhishouseaweekagoandreplacedthemwithhalfadozenothers,whoneverwentintoWestEggVillagetobebribedbythetradesmen,butorderedmoderatesuppliesoverthetelephone.Thegroceryboyreportedthatthekitchenlookedlikeapigsty,andthegeneralopinioninthevillagewasthatthenewpeopleweren’tservantsatall.

           NextdayGatsbycalledmeonthephone.

           "Goingaway?"Iinquired.

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