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           "Yes,"admittedthechildcalmly."AuntJordan’sgotonawhitedresstoo."

           "Howdoyoulikemother’sfriends?"DaisyturnedheraroundsothatshefacedGatsby."Doyouthinkthey’repretty?"

           "Where’sDaddy?"

           "Shedoesn’tlooklikeherfather,"explainedDaisy."Shelookslikeme.She’sgotmyhairandshapeoftheface."

           Daisysatbackuponthecouch.Thenursetookastepforwardandheldoutherhand.

           "Come,Pammy."

           "Good-by,sweetheart!"

           Withareluctantbackwardglancethewell-disciplinedchildheldtohernurse’shandandwaspulledoutthedoor,justasTomcameback,precedingfourginrickeysthatclickedfullofice.

           Gatsbytookuphisdrink.

           "Theycertainlylookcool,"hesaid,withvisibletension.

           Wedrankinlong,greedyswallows.

           "Ireadsomewherethatthesun’sgettinghottereveryyear,"saidTomgenially."Itseemsthatprettysoontheearth’sgoingtofallintothesun—orwaitaminute—it’sjusttheopposite—thesun’sgettingcoldereveryyear.

           "Comeoutside,"hesuggestedtoGatsby,"I’dlikeyoutohavealookattheplace."