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           Hisbedroomwasthesimplestroomofall—exceptwherethedresserwasgarnishedwithatoiletsetofpuredullgold.Daisytookthebrushwithdelight,andsmoothedherhair,whereuponGatsbysatdownandshadedhiseyesandbegantolaugh.

           "It’sthefunniestthing,oldsport,"hesaidhilariously."Ican’t—WhenItryto——"

           Hehadpassedvisiblythroughtwostatesandwasenteringuponathird.Afterhisembarrassmentandhisunreasoningjoyhewasconsumedwithwonderatherpresence.Hehadbeenfulloftheideasolong,dreameditrightthroughtotheend,waitedwithhisteethset,sotospeak,ataninconceivablepitchofintensity.Now,inthereaction,hewasrunningdownlikeanoverwoundclock.

           Recoveringhimselfinaminuteheopenedforustwohulkingpatentcabinetswhichheldhismassedsuitsanddressing-gownsandties,andhisshirts,piledlikebricksinstacksadozenhigh.

           "I’vegotamaninEnglandwhobuysmeclothes.Hesendsoveraselectionofthingsatthebeginningofeachseason,springandfall."

           Hetookoutapileofshirtsandbeganthrowingthem,onebyone,beforeus,shirtsofsheerlinenandthicksilkandfineflannel,whichlosttheirfoldsastheyfellandcoveredthetableinmany-coloreddisarray.Whileweadmiredhebroughtmoreandthesoftrichheapmountedhigher—shirtswithstripesandscrollsandplaidsincoralandapple-greenandlavenderandfaintorange,andmonogramsofIndianblue.Suddenly,withastrainedsound,Daisybentherheadintotheshirtsandbegantocrystormily.