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El Gran Gatsby
Capítulo 2, Página 18
“Just
last
year.
I
went
over
there
with
another
girl.”
“Stay
long?”
“No,
we
just
went
to
Monte
Carlo
and
back.
We
went
by
way
of
Marseilles.
We
had
over
twelve
hundred
dollars
when
we
started,
but
we
got
gyped
out
of
it
all
in
two
days
in
the
private
rooms.
We
had
an
awful
time
getting
back,
I
can
tell
you.
God,
how
I
hated
that
town!”
The
late
afternoon
sky
bloomed
in
the
window
for
a
moment
like
the
blue
honey
of
the
Mediterranean—then
the
shrill
voice
of
Mrs.
McKee
called
me
back
into
the
room.
“I
almost
made
a
mistake,
too,”
she
declared
vigorously.
“I
almost
married
a
little
kike
who’d
been
after
me
for
years.
I
knew
he
was
below
me.
Everybody
kept
saying
to
me:
‘Lucille,
that
man’s
way
below
you!’
But
if
I
hadn’t
met
Chester,
he’d
of
got
me
sure.”
“Yes,
but
listen,”
said
Myrtle
Wilson,
nodding
her
head
up
and
down,
“at
least
you
didn’t
marry
him.”
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