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El Gran Gatsby
Capítulo 9, Página 4
Someone
started
asking
me
questions,
but
I
left
and
went
upstairs.
I
quickly
searched
his
desk,
which
wasn't
locked—he
never
told
me
clearly
that
his
parents
were
dead.
But
there
was
nothing—just
a
picture
of
Dan
Cody,
a
reminder
of
forgotten
violence,
staring
down
from
the
wall.
The
next
morning,
I
sent
the
butler
to
New
York
with
a
letter
to
Wolfshiem,
asking
for
information
and
urging
him
to
come
on
the
next
train.
That
request
felt
unnecessary
when
I
wrote
it.
I
was
sure
he'd
come
after
seeing
the
newspapers,
just
as
I
was
sure
Daisy
would
send
a
message
before
noon—but
neither
a
message
nor
Mr.
Wolfshiem
arrived;
only
more
police,
photographers,
and
reporters
came.
When
the
butler
brought
back
Wolfshiem's
reply,
I
started
feeling
defiant,
a
kind
of
scornful
unity
between
Gatsby
and
me
against
everyone
else.
Dear
Mr.
Carraway.
This
has
been
one
of
the
most
terrible
shocks
of
my
life.
I
can
hardly
believe
it's
true.
Such
a
mad
act
by
that
man
should
make
us
all
think.
I
can't
come
down
now
because
I'm
busy
with
important
business
and
can't
get
involved
in
this
right
now.
If
there's
anything
I
can
do
later,
let
me
know
in
a
letter
through
Edgar.
I
hardly
know
where
I
am
when
I
hear
about
something
like
this
and
am
completely
knocked
down.
Yours
truly
Meyer
Wolfshiem
and
then
a
quick
note
below:
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