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El Gran Gatsby
Capítulo 4, Página 2
A
man
named
Klipspringer
was
there
so
often
that
he
became
known
as
“the
boarder”—I
doubt
if
he
had
any
other
home.
Of
theatrical
people,
there
were
Gus
Waize
and
Horace
O’Donavan
and
Lester
Myer
and
George
Duckweed
and
Francis
Bull.
Also
from
New
York
were
the
Chromes
and
the
Backhyssons
and
the
Dennickers
and
Russel
Betty
and
the
Corrigans
and
the
Kellehers
and
the
Dewars
and
the
Scullys
and
S.
W.
Belcher
and
the
Smirkes
and
the
young
Quinns,
divorced
now,
and
Henry
L.
Palmetto,
who
killed
himself
by
jumping
in
front
of
a
subway
train
in
Times
Square.
Benny
McClenahan
always
arrived
with
four
girls.
They
were
never
quite
the
same
ones
physically,
but
they
were
so
identical
to
each
other
that
it
seemed
they
had
been
there
before.
I
have
forgotten
their
names—Jaqueline,
I
think,
or
Consuela,
or
Gloria,
or
Judy,
or
June,
and
their
last
names
were
either
the
melodious
names
of
flowers
and
months
or
the
sterner
ones
of
great
American
capitalists,
whose
cousins,
if
pressed,
they
would
claim
to
be.
Besides
all
these,
I
remember
that
Faustina
O’Brien
came
at
least
once
and
the
Baedeker
girls
and
young
Brewer,
who
had
his
nose
shot
off
in
the
war,
and
Mr.
Albrucksburger
and
Miss
Haag,
his
fiancée,
and
Ardita
Fitz-Peters
and
Mr.
P.
Jewett,
once
head
of
the
American
Legion,
and
Miss
Claudia
Hip,
with
a
man
said
to
be
her
chauffeur,
and
a
prince
of
something,
whom
we
called
Duke,
and
whose
name,
if
I
ever
knew
it,
I
have
forgotten.
All
these
people
came
to
Gatsby’s
house
in
the
summer.
At
nine
o’clock
one
morning
late
in
July,
Gatsby’s
splendid
car
pulled
up
the
rocky
drive
to
my
door,
playing
a
tune
on
its
three-note
horn.
It
was
the
first
time
he
had
visited
me,
though
I
had
attended
two
of
his
parties,
flown
on
his
hydroplane,
and,
at
his
insistence,
often
used
his
beach.
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