Великий Гэтсби

           Thefirstpartofthiswasobviouslyuntrue,forsomeonehadbeguntowhistle"TheRosary,"tunelessly,inside.

           "PleasesaythatMr.Carrawaywantstoseehim."

           "Ican’tgethimbackfromChicago,canI?"

           Atthismomentavoice,unmistakablyWolfsheim’s,called"Stella!"fromtheothersideofthedoor.

           "Leaveyournameonthedesk,"shesaidquickly."I’llgiveittohimwhenhegetsback."

           "ButIknowhe’sthere."

           Shetookasteptowardmeandbegantoslideherhandsindignantlyupanddownherhips.

           "Youyoungmenthinkyoucanforceyourwayinhereanytime,"shescolded."We’regettingsickantiredofit.WhenIsayhe’sinChicago,he’sinChicago."

           ImentionedGatsby.

           "Oh—h!"Shelookedatmeoveragain."Willyoujust—Whatwasyourname?"

           Shevanished.InamomentMeyerWolfsheimstoodsolemnlyinthedoorway,holdingoutbothhands.Hedrewmeintohisoffice,remarkinginareverentvoicethatitwasasadtimeforallofus,andofferedmeacigar.

           "MymemorygoesbacktowhenIfirstmethim,"hesaid."Ayoungmajorjustoutofthearmyandcoveredoverwithmedalshegotinthewar.