Великий Гэтсби
Chapter 7
"Nonsense."
"Iam,though,"shesaidwithavisibleeffort.
"She’snotleavingme!"Tom’swordssuddenlyleaneddownoverGatsby."Certainlynotforacommonswindlerwho’dhavetostealtheringheputonherfinger."
"Iwon’tstandthis!"criedDaisy."Oh,pleaselet’sgetout."
"Whoareyou,anyhow?"brokeoutTom."You’reoneofthatbunchthathangsaroundwithMeyerWolfsheim—thatmuchIhappentoknow.I’vemadealittleinvestigationintoyouraffairs—andI’llcarryitfurtherto-morrow."
"Youcansuityourselfaboutthat,oldsport,"saidGatsbysteadily.
"Ifoundoutwhatyour‘drug-stores’were."Heturnedtousandspokerapidly."HeandthisWolfsheimboughtupalotofside-streetdrug-storeshereandinChicagoandsoldgrainalcoholoverthecounter.That’soneofhislittlestunts.IpickedhimforabootleggerthefirsttimeIsawhim,andIwasn’tfarwrong."
"Whataboutit?"saidGatsbypolitely."IguessyourfriendWalterChasewasn’ttooproudtocomeinonit."
"Andyoulefthiminthelurch,didn’tyou?YoulethimgotojailforamonthoverinNewJersey.God!YououghttohearWalteronthesubjectofyou."
"Hecametousdeadbroke.Hewasverygladtopickupsomemoney,oldsport."
