Великий Гэтсби

           Tomstoppedbesidetheporchandlookedupatthesecondfloor,wheretwowindowsbloomedwithlightamongthevines.

           "Daisy’shome,"hesaid.Aswegotoutofthecarheglancedatmeandfrownedslightly.

           "IoughttohavedroppedyouinWestEgg,Nick.There’snothingwecandoto-night."

           Achangehadcomeoverhim,andhespokegravely,andwithdecision.Aswewalkedacrossthemoonlightgraveltotheporchhedisposedofthesituationinafewbriskphrases.

           "I’lltelephoneforataxitotakeyouhome,andwhileyou’rewaitingyouandJordanbettergointhekitchenandhavethemgetyousomesupper—ifyouwantany."Heopenedthedoor."Comein."

           "No,thanks.ButI’dbegladifyou’dordermethetaxi.I’llwaitoutside."

           Jordanputherhandonmyarm.

           "Won’tyoucomein,Nick?"

           "No,thanks."

           IwasfeelingalittlesickandIwantedtobealone.ButJordanlingeredforamomentmore.

           "It’sonlyhalf-pastnine,"shesaid.

           I’dbedamnedifI’dgoin;I’dhadenoughofallofthemforoneday,andsuddenlythatincludedJordantoo.