Великий Гэтсби
Chapter 7
Themusichaddieddownastheceremonybeganandnowalongcheerfloatedinatthewindow,followedbyintermittentcriesof"Yea-ea-ea!"andfinallybyaburstofjazzasthedancingbegan.
"We’regettingold,"saidDaisy."Ifwewereyoungwe’driseanddance."
"RememberBiloxi,"Jordanwarnedher."Where’dyouknowhim,Tom?"
"Biloxi?"Heconcentratedwithaneffort."Ididn’tknowhim.HewasafriendofDaisy’s."
"Hewasnot,"shedenied."I’dneverseenhimbefore.Hecamedownintheprivatecar."
"Well,hesaidheknewyou.HesaidhewasraisedinLouisville.AsaBirdbroughthimaroundatthelastminuteandaskedifwehadroomforhim."Jordansmiled.
"Hewasprobablybumminghiswayhome.HetoldmehewaspresidentofyourclassatYale."
TomandIlookedateachotherblankly.
"Biloxi?"
"Firstplace,wedidn’thaveanypresident——"
Gatsby’sfootbeatashort,restlesstattooandTomeyedhimsuddenly.
"Bytheway,Mr.Gatsby,Iunderstandyou’reanOxfordman."