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El Gran Gatsby
Capítulo 5, Página 7
“What
grass?”
he
asked
blankly.
“Oh,
the
grass
in
the
yard.”
He
looked
out
the
window
at
it,
but
I
don’t
think
he
saw
anything.
“Looks
very
good,”
he
said
vaguely.
“One
paper
said
the
rain
might
stop
around
four.
I
think
it
was
The
Journal.
Do
you
have
everything
you
need
for
tea?”
I
took
him
into
the
pantry,
where
he
looked
a
little
reproachfully
at
the
Finn.
Together
we
looked
at
the
twelve
lemon
cakes
from
the
shop.
“Will
they
do?”
I
asked.
“Of
course,
of
course!
They’re
fine!”
and
he
added
softly,
“…
old
sport.”
The
rain
cooled
around
half-past
three
to
a
damp
mist,
with
occasional
thin
drops.
Gatsby
looked
with
empty
eyes
through
a
book,
starting
at
the
Finnish
steps
that
shook
the
kitchen
floor,
and
looking
at
the
blurry
windows
from
time
to
time
as
if
something
invisible
but
alarming
was
happening
outside.
Finally,
he
got
up
and
told
me,
in
an
unsure
voice,
that
he
was
going
home.
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