Великий Гэтсби

           Hetouchedhisheadimpressively,andInodded.

           "Ifhe’doflived,he’dofbeenagreatman.AmanlikeJamesJ.Hill.He’dofhelpedbuildupthecountry."

           "That’strue,"Isaid,uncomfortably.

           Hefumbledattheembroideredcoverlet,tryingtotakeitfromthebed,andlaydownstiffly—wasinstantlyasleep.

           Thatnightanobviouslyfrightenedpersoncalledup,anddemandedtoknowwhoIwasbeforehewouldgivehisname.

           "ThisisMr.Carraway,"Isaid.

           "Oh!"Hesoundedrelieved."ThisisKlipspringer."Iwasrelievedtoo,forthatseemedtopromiseanotherfriendatGatsby’sgrave.Ididn’twantittobeinthepapersanddrawasightseeingcrowd,soI’dbeencallingupafewpeoplemyself.Theywerehardtofind.

           "Thefuneral’sto-morrow,"Isaid."Threeo’clock,hereatthehouse.Iwishyou’dtellanybodywho’dbeinterested."

           "Oh,Iwill,"hebrokeouthastily."OfcourseI’mnotlikelytoseeanybody,butifIdo."

           Histonemademesuspicious.

           "Ofcourseyou’llbethereyourself."

           "Well,I’llcertainlytry.WhatIcalledupaboutis——"

           "Waitaminute,"Iinterrupted."Howaboutsayingyou’llcome?"