Великий Гэтсби

           "Comeon,Daisy,"saidTom,pressingherwithhishandtowardGatsby’scar."I’lltakeyouinthiscircuswagon."

           Heopenedthedoor,butshemovedoutfromthecircleofhisarm.

           "YoutakeNickandJordan.We’llfollowyouinthecoupe."

           ShewalkedclosetoGatsby,touchinghiscoatwithherhand.JordanandTomandIgotintothefrontseatofGatsby’scar,Tompushedtheunfamiliargearstentatively,andweshotoffintotheoppressiveheat,leavingthemoutofsightbehind.

           "Didyouseethat?"demandedTom.

           "Seewhat?"

           Helookedatmekeenly,realizingthatJordanandImusthaveknownallalong.

           "YouthinkI’mprettydumb,don’tyou?"hesuggested."PerhapsIam,butIhavea—almostasecondsight,sometimes,thattellsmewhattodo.Maybeyoudon’tbelievethat,butscience——"

           Hepaused.Theimmediatecontingencyovertookhim,pulledhimbackfromtheedgeofthetheoreticalabyss.

           "I’vemadeasmallinvestigationofthisfellow,"hecontinued."IcouldhavegonedeeperifI’dknown——"

           "Doyoumeanyou’vebeentoamedium?"inquiredJordanhumorously.

           "What?"Confused,hestaredatusaswelaughed."Amedium?"