Великий Гэтсби
Chapter 6
TomandIshookhands,therestofusexchangedacoolnod,andtheytrottedquicklydownthedrive,disappearingundertheAugustfoliagejustasGatsby,withhatandlightovercoatinhand,cameoutthefrontdoor.
TomwasevidentlyperturbedatDaisy’srunningaroundalone,foronthefollowingSaturdaynighthecamewithhertoGatsby’sparty.Perhapshispresencegavetheeveningitspeculiarqualityofoppressiveness—itstandsoutinmymemoryfromGatsby’sotherpartiesthatsummer.Therewerethesamepeople,oratleastthesamesortofpeople,thesameprofusionofchampagne,thesamemany-colored,many-keyedcommotion,butIfeltanunpleasantnessintheair,apervadingharshnessthathadn’tbeentherebefore.OrperhapsIhadmerelygrownusedtoit,growntoacceptWestEggasaworldcompleteinitself,withitsownstandardsanditsowngreatfigures,secondtonothingbecauseithadnoconsciousnessofbeingso,andnowIwaslookingatitagain,throughDaisy’seyes.Itisinvariablysaddeningtolookthroughneweyesatthingsuponwhichyouhaveexpendedyourownpowersofadjustment.
Theyarrivedattwilight,and,aswestrolledoutamongthesparklinghundreds,Daisy’svoicewasplayingmurmuroustricksinherthroat.
"Thesethingsexcitemeso,"shewhispered.
"Ifyouwanttokissmeanytimeduringtheevening,Nick,justletmeknowandI’llbegladtoarrangeitforyou.Justmentionmyname.Orpresentagreencard.I’mgivingoutgreen——"
"Lookaround,"suggestedGatsby.
