Великий Гэтсби

           Shemusthaveseensomethingofthisinmyexpression,forsheturnedabruptlyawayandranuptheporchstepsintothehouse.Isatdownforafewminuteswithmyheadinmyhands,untilIheardthephonetakenupinsideandthebutler’svoicecallingataxi.ThenIwalkedslowlydownthedriveawayfromthehouse,intendingtowaitbythegate.

           Ihadn’tgonetwentyyardswhenIheardmynameandGatsbysteppedfrombetweentwobushesintothepath.Imusthavefeltprettyweirdbythattime,becauseIcouldthinkofnothingexcepttheluminosityofhispinksuitunderthemoon.

           "Whatareyoudoing?"Iinquired.

           "Juststandinghere,oldsport."

           Somehow,thatseemedadespicableoccupation.ForallIknewhewasgoingtorobthehouseinamoment;Iwouldn’thavebeensurprisedtoseesinisterfaces,thefacesof‘Wolfsheim’speople,’behindhiminthedarkshrubbery.

           "Didyouseeanytroubleontheroad?"heaskedafteraminute.

           "Yes."

           Hehesitated.

           "Wasshekilled?"

           "Yes."

           "Ithoughtso;ItoldDaisyIthoughtso.It’sbetterthattheshockshouldallcomeatonce.Shestooditprettywell."