Великий Гэтсби
Chapter 7
Themouthwaswideopenandrippedatthecorners,asthoughshehadchokedalittleingivingupthetremendousvitalityshehadstoredsolong.
Wesawthethreeorfourautomobilesandthecrowdwhenwewerestillsomedistanceaway.
"Wreck!"saidTom."That’sgood.Wilson’llhavealittlebusinessatlast."
Hesloweddown,butstillwithoutanyintentionofstopping,until,aswecamenearer,thehushed,intentfacesofthepeopleatthegaragedoormadehimautomaticallyputonthebrakes.
"We’lltakealook,"hesaiddoubtfully,"justalook."
Ibecameawarenowofahollow,wailingsoundwhichissuedincessantlyfromthegarage,asoundwhichaswegotoutofthecoupeandwalkedtowardthedoorresolveditselfintothewords"Oh,myGod!"utteredoverandoverinagaspingmoan.
"There’ssomebadtroublehere,"saidTomexcitedly.
Hereachedupontiptoesandpeeredoveracircleofheadsintothegarage,whichwaslitonlybyayellowlightinaswingingwirebasketoverhead.Thenhemadeaharshsoundinhisthroat,andwithaviolentthrustingmovementofhispowerfularmspushedhiswaythrough.
Thecircleclosedupagainwitharunningmurmurofexpostulation;itwasaminutebeforeIcouldseeanythingatall.Thennewarrivalsderangedtheline,andJordanandIwerepushedsuddenlyinside.
