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El Gran Gatsby
Capítulo 2, Página 5
“It
does
her
good
to
get
away.”
“Doesn’t
her
husband
object?”
“Wilson?
He
thinks
she
goes
to
see
her
sister
in
New
York.
He’s
so
dumb
he
doesn’t
know
he’s
alive.”
So
Tom
Buchanan,
his
girl,
and
I
went
up
together
to
New
York—or
not
quite
together,
because
Mrs.
Wilson
sat
discreetly
in
another
car.
Tom
respected
that
much
the
feelings
of
those
East
Eggers
who
might
be
on
the
train.
She
had
changed
her
dress
to
a
brown
patterned
muslin,
which
stretched
tight
over
her
rather
wide
hips
as
Tom
helped
her
to
the
platform
in
New
York.
At
the
newsstand,
she
bought
a
copy
of
Town
Tattle
and
a
movie
magazine,
and
in
the
station
drugstore,
some
cold
cream
and
a
small
bottle
of
perfume.
Upstairs,
in
the
solemn
echoing
drive,
she
let
four
taxicabs
go
by
before
she
chose
a
new
one,
lavender-colored
with
grey
upholstery,
and
in
this,
we
slid
out
from
the
station
into
the
bright
sunshine.
But
immediately
she
turned
sharply
from
the
window
and,
leaning
forward,
tapped
on
the
front
glass.
“I
want
to
get
one
of
those
dogs,”
she
said
earnestly.
“I
want
to
get
one
for
the
apartment.
They’re
nice
to
have—a
dog.”
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