Великий Гэтсби
Chapter 9
"Well,thefactis—thetruthofthematteristhatI’mstayingwithsomepeopleuphereinGreenwich,andtheyratherexpectmetobewiththemto-morrow.Infact,there’sasortofpicnicorsomething.OfcourseI’lldomyverybesttogetaway."
Iejaculatedanunrestrained"Huh!"andhemusthaveheardme,forhewentonnervously:
"WhatIcalledupaboutwasapairofshoesIleftthere.Iwonderifit’dbetoomuchtroubletohavethebutlersendthemon.Yousee,they’retennisshoes,andI’msortofhelplesswithoutthem.MyaddressiscareofB.F.——"
Ididn’theartherestofthename,becauseIhungupthereceiver.
AfterthatIfeltacertainshameforGatsby—onegentlemantowhomItelephonedimpliedthathehadgotwhathedeserved.However,thatwasmyfault,forhewasoneofthosewhousedtosneermostbitterlyatGatsbyonthecourageofGatsby’sliquor,andIshouldhaveknownbetterthantocallhim.
ThemorningofthefuneralIwentuptoNewYorktoseeMeyerWolfsheim;Icouldn’tseemtoreachhimanyotherway.ThedoorthatIpushedopen,ontheadviceofanelevatorboy,wasmarked"TheSwastikaHoldingCompany,"andatfirsttheredidn’tseemtobeanyoneinside.ButwhenI’dshouted"hello"severaltimesinvain,anargumentbrokeoutbehindapartition,andpresentlyalovelyJewessappearedataninteriordoorandscrutinizedmewithblackhostileeyes.
"Nobody’sin,"shesaid."Mr.Wolfsheim’sgonetoChicago."
