Великий Гэтсби

           Buthewouldbeuneasyanyhowuntilhehadgiventhemsomething,realizinginavaguewaythatthatwasalltheycamefor.Mr.Sloanewantednothing.Alemonade?No,thanks.Alittlechampagne?Nothingatall,thanks....I’msorry——

           "Didyouhaveaniceride?"

           "Verygoodroadsaroundhere."

           "Isupposetheautomobiles——"

           "Yeah."

           Movedbyanirresistibleimpulse,GatsbyturnedtoTom,whohadacceptedtheintroductionasastranger.

           "Ibelievewe’vemetsomewherebefore,Mr.Buchanan."

           "Oh,yes,"saidTom,grufflypolite,butobviouslynotremembering."Sowedid.Irememberverywell."

           "Abouttwoweeksago."

           "That’sright.YouwerewithNickhere."

           "Iknowyourwife,"continuedGatsby,almostaggressively.

           "Thatso?"

           Tomturnedtome.

           "Youlivenearhere,Nick?"