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El Gran Gatsby
Capítulo 2, Página 21
"It
was
on
the
two
little
seats
facing
each
other,
the
last
ones
left
on
the
train.
I
was
going
to
New
York
to
see
my
sister
and
stay
the
night.
He
wore
a
dress
suit
and
shiny
shoes,
and
I
couldn't
stop
looking
at
him,
but
every
time
he
looked
at
me,
I
pretended
to
look
at
the
ad
over
his
head.
When
we
got
to
the
station,
he
was
next
to
me,
and
his
white
shirt
touched
my
arm,
so
I
said
I'd
call
a
policeman,
but
he
knew
I
lied.
I
was
so
excited
that
when
I
got
into
a
taxi
with
him,
I
didn't
know
I
wasn't
getting
into
a
subway
train.
All
I
kept
thinking
was,
'You
can't
live
forever;
you
can't
live
forever.' "
She
turned
to
Mrs.
McKee,
and
the
room
filled
with
her
fake
laughter.
"My
dear,"
she
cried,
"I'll
give
you
this
dress
when
I'm
done
with
it.
I
need
to
get
another
one
tomorrow.
I'm
making
a
list
of
things
I
need.
A
massage
and
a
wave,
a
collar
for
the
dog,
one
of
those
cute
little
ashtrays,
and
a
wreath
for
mother's
grave
that'll
last
all
summer.
I
need
to
write
it
down
so
I
won't
forget."
It
was
nine
o'clock—soon
after,
I
looked
at
my
watch
and
saw
it
was
ten.
Mr.
McKee
was
asleep
on
a
chair
with
his
fists
in
his
lap,
like
a
picture
of
a
man
of
action.
I
took
out
my
handkerchief
and
wiped
a
spot
of
dried
lather
from
his
cheek
that
had
bothered
me
all
afternoon.
The
little
dog
sat
on
the
table,
looking
through
the
smoke
with
blind
eyes,
groaning
softly
now
and
then.
People
disappeared,
reappeared,
planned
to
go
places,
then
lost
each
other,
searched,
and
found
each
other
a
few
feet
away.
Toward
midnight,
Tom
Buchanan
and
Mrs.
Wilson
stood
face
to
face,
arguing
loudly
about
whether
Mrs.
Wilson
could
say
Daisy's
name.
"Daisy!
Daisy!
Daisy!"
shouted
Mrs.
Wilson.
"I'll
say
it
whenever
I
want!
Daisy!
Dai—"
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