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El Gran Gatsby
Capítulo 2, Página 22
Making
a
short
deft
movement,
Tom
Buchanan
broke
her
nose
with
his
open
hand.
Then
there
were
bloody
towels
upon
the
bathroom
floor,
and
women’s
voices
scolding,
and
high
over
the
confusion
a
long
broken
wail
of
pain.
Mr.
McKee
awoke
from
his
doze
and
started
in
a
daze
toward
the
door.
When
he
had
gone
halfway
he
turned
around
and
stared
at
the
scene—his
wife
and
Catherine
scolding
and
consoling
as
they
stumbled
here
and
there
among
the
crowded
furniture
with
articles
of
aid,
and
the
despairing
figure
on
the
couch,
bleeding
fluently,
and
trying
to
spread
a
copy
of
Town
Tattle
over
the
tapestry
scenes
of
Versailles.
Then
Mr.
McKee
turned
and
continued
on
out
the
door.
Taking
my
hat
from
the
chandelier,
I
followed.
“Come
to
lunch
some
day,”
he
suggested,
as
we
groaned
down
in
the
elevator.
“Where?”
“Anywhere.”
“Keep
your
hands
off
the
lever,”
snapped
the
elevator
boy.
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