Великий Гэтсби
Chapter 1
reachedmyestateatWestEggIranthecarunderitsshedandsatforawhileonanabandonedgrassrollerintheyard.Thewindhadblownoff,leavingaloud,brightnight,withwingsbeatinginthetreesandapersistentorgansoundasthefullbellowsoftheearthblewthefrogsfulloflife.Thesilhouetteofamovingcatwaveredacrossthemoonlight,andturningmyheadtowatchit,IsawthatIwasnotalone—fiftyfeetawayafigurehademergedfromtheshadowofmyneighbor’smansionandwasstandingwithhishandsinhispocketsregardingthesilverpepperofthestars.SomethinginhisleisurelymovementsandthesecurepositionofhisfeetuponthelawnsuggestedthatitwasMr.Gatsbyhimself,comeouttodeterminewhatsharewashisofourlocalheavens.
Idecidedtocalltohim.MissBakerhadmentionedhimatdinner,andthatwoulddoforanintroduction.ButIdidn’tcalltohim,forhegaveasuddenintimationthathewascontenttobealone—hestretchedouthisarmstowardthedarkwaterinacuriousway,and,farasIwasfromhim,Icouldhaveswornhewastrembling.InvoluntarilyIglancedseaward—anddistinguishednothingexceptasinglegreenlight,minuteandfaraway,thatmighthavebeentheendofadock.WhenIlookedoncemoreforGatsbyhehadvanished,andIwasaloneagainintheunquietdarkness.
