Великий Гэтсби
Chapter 7
"It’sabluecar,acoupe."
"We’vecomestraightfromNewYork,"Isaid.
Someonewhohadbeendrivingalittlebehindusconfirmedthis,andthepolicemanturnedaway.
"Now,ifyou’llletmehavethatnameagaincorrect——"PickingupWilsonlikeadoll,Tomcarriedhimintotheoffice,sethimdowninachair,andcameback.
"Ifsomebody’llcomehereandsitwithhim,"hesnappedauthoritatively.Hewatchedwhilethetwomenstandingclosestglancedateachotherandwentunwillinglyintotheroom.ThenTomshutthedooronthemandcamedownthesinglestep,hiseyesavoidingthetable.Ashepassedclosetomehewhispered:"Let’sgetout."
Self-consciously,withhisauthoritativearmsbreakingtheway,wepushedthroughthestillgatheringcrowd,passingahurrieddoctor,caseinhand,whohadbeensentforinwildhopehalfanhourago.
Tomdroveslowlyuntilwewerebeyondthebend—thenhisfootcamedownhard,andthecouperacedalongthroughthenight.InalittlewhileIheardalowhuskysob,andsawthatthetearswereoverflowingdownhisface.
"TheGoddamnedcoward!"hewhimpered."Hedidn’tevenstophiscar."
TheBuchanans’housefloatedsuddenlytowardusthroughthedarkrustlingtrees.
