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El Gran Gatsby
Capítulo 4, Página 6
“After
that,
I
lived
like
a
young
rajah
in
all
the
capitals
of
Europe—Paris,
Venice,
Rome—collecting
jewels,
mostly
rubies,
hunting
big
game,
painting
a
little,
things
just
for
myself,
and
trying
to
forget
something
very
sad
that
happened
to
me
long
ago.”
I
managed
to
hold
back
my
disbelieving
laughter
with
some
effort.
The
phrases
were
so
overused
that
they
only
brought
to
mind
a
caricature
of
a
man
in
a
turban,
leaking
sawdust
as
he
chased
a
tiger
through
the
Bois
de
Boulogne.
"Then
the
war
came,
old
sport.
It
was
a
huge
relief,
and
I
tried
hard
to
die,
but
I
seemed
to
live
a
charmed
life.
I
accepted
a
commission
as
a
first
lieutenant
when
it
started.
In
the
Argonne
Forest,
I
led
the
remnants
of
my
machine-gun
battalion
so
far
forward
that
there
was
a
half-mile
gap
on
either
side
of
us
where
the
infantry
couldn’t
advance.
We
stayed
there
for
two
days
and
two
nights,
with
a
hundred
and
thirty
men
and
sixteen
Lewis
guns,
and
when
the
infantry
finally
arrived,
they
found
insignia
from
three
German
divisions
among
the
piles
of
dead.
I
was
promoted
to
major,
and
every
Allied
government
gave
me
a
decoration—even
Montenegro,
little
Montenegro
down
on
the
Adriatic
Sea!"
Little
Montenegro!
He
repeated
the
words
and
nodded
at
them
with
a
smile.
The
smile
understood
Montenegro’s
troubled
history
and
sympathized
with
the
brave
struggles
of
its
people.
It
fully
appreciated
the
national
circumstances
that
had
prompted
this
tribute
from
Montenegro’s
warm
little
heart.
My
disbelief
was
now
replaced
by
fascination;
it
was
like
quickly
flipping
through
a
dozen
magazines.
He
reached
into
his
pocket,
and
a
piece
of
metal
on
a
ribbon
fell
into
my
hand.
"That’s
the
one
from
Montenegro."
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