Великий Гэтсби

           thetapestryscenesofVersailles.ThenMr.McKeeturnedandcontinuedonoutthedoor.Takingmyhatfromthechandelier,Ifollowed.

           "Cometolunchsomeday,"hesuggested,aswegroaneddownintheelevator.

           "Where?"

           "Anywhere."

           "Keepyourhandsoffthelever,"snappedtheelevatorboy.

           "Ibegyourpardon,"saidMr.McKeewithdignity,"Ididn’tknowIwastouchingit."

           "Allright,"Iagreed,"I’llbegladto."

           ...Iwasstandingbesidehisbedandhewassittingupbetweenthesheets,cladinhisunderwear,withagreatportfolioinhishands.

           "BeautyandtheBeast...Loneliness...OldGroceryHorse...Brook’nBridge..."

           ThenIwaslyinghalfasleepinthecoldlowerlevelofthePennsylvaniaStation,staringatthemorningTribune,andwaitingforthefouro’clocktrain.