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El Gran Gatsby
Capítulo 3, Página 4
“You’ve
dyed
your
hair
since
then,”
Jordan
remarked,
and
I
was
startled,
but
the
girls
moved
on
casually,
and
her
comment
was
directed
at
the
early
moon,
probably
brought
out
like
the
supper
from
a
caterer’s
basket.
With
Jordan’s
slender
golden
arm
in
mine,
we
descended
the
steps
and
strolled
around
the
garden.
A
tray
of
cocktails
floated
toward
us
in
the
twilight,
and
we
sat
at
a
table
with
the
two
girls
in
yellow
and
three
men,
each
introduced
to
us
as
Mr.
Mumble.
“Do
you
come
to
these
parties
often?”
Jordan
asked
the
girl
beside
her.
“The
last
one
was
when
I
met
you,”
the
girl
replied
in
an
alert,
confident
voice.
She
turned
to
her
friend:
“Wasn’t
it
for
you,
Lucille?”
It
was
for
Lucille,
too.
“I
like
to
come,”
Lucille
said.
“I
never
care
what
I
do,
so
I
always
have
a
good
time.
When
I
was
here
last,
I
tore
my
gown
on
a
chair,
and
he
asked
for
my
name
and
address—within
a
week,
I
got
a
package
from
Croirier’s
with
a
new
evening
gown
in
it.”
“Did
you
keep
it?”
asked
Jordan.
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