like “I’d to.” three years you ever “She’s asleep. She’s old. Haven’t seen her?” “Never.” you ought to see “Well, her. She’s——” Tom Buchanan, who had been hovering restlessly about the room, stopped and rested his hand on my shoulder. you “What doing, Nick?” a “I’m bond man.” “Who with?” I told him. heard of he remarked decisively. “Never them,” This annoyed me. I answered shortly. will if you stay in the “You will,” “You East.” stay in the East, you he said, glancing at Daisy and then back at me, as if “Oh, I’ll don’t worry,” he were alert for something more. be a God damned fool to “I’d live anywhere else.” At this point Miss Baker with such suddenness that I started—it was the first said: “Absolutely!” word she uttered since I came into the room. Evidently it surprised her as much as it did me, for she yawned and with a series of rapid, deft movements stood up into the room. she complained, been lying on that sofa for as long as I “I’m stiff,” “I’ve can remember.” look at Daisy retorted, been trying to get you to New York all “Don’t me,” “I’ve afternoon.” said Miss Baker to the four cocktails just in from the pantry, absolutely in “No, thanks,” “I’m training.” Her host looked at her incredulously.
“I’d like to.” “She’s asleep. She’s three years old. Haven’t you ever seen her?” “Never.” “Well, you ought to see her. She’s——” Tom Buchanan, who had been hovering restlessly about the room, stopped and rested his hand on my shoulder. “What you doing, Nick?” “I’m a bond man.” “Who with?” I told him. “Never heard of them,” he remarked decisively. This annoyed me. “You will,” I answered shortly. “You will if you stay in the East.” “Oh, I’ll stay in the East, don’t you worry,” he said, glancing at Daisy and then back at me, as if he were alert for something more. “I’d be a God damned fool to live anywhere else.” At this point Miss Baker said: “Absolutely!” with such suddenness that I started—it was the first word she uttered since I came into the room. Evidently it surprised her as much as it did me, for she yawned and with a series of rapid, deft movements stood up into the room. “I’m stiff,” she complained, “I’ve been lying on that sofa for as long as I can remember.” “Don’t look at me,” Daisy retorted, “I’ve been trying to get you to New York all afternoon.” “No, thanks,” said Miss Baker to the four cocktails just in from the pantry, “I’m absolutely in training.” Her host looked at her incredulously.