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El Gran Gatsby
Capítulo 3, Página 21
“Good
night.”
“Good
night.”
He
smiled—and
suddenly
there
seemed
to
be
a
pleasant
significance
in
having
been
among
the
last
to
go,
as
if
he
had
desired
it
all
the
time.
“Good
night,
old
sport…
Good
night.”
But
as
I
walked
down
the
steps
I
saw
that
the
evening
was
not
quite
over.
Fifty
feet
from
the
door
a
dozen
headlights
illuminated
a
bizarre
and
tumultuous
scene.
In
the
ditch
beside
the
road,
right
side
up,
but
violently
shorn
of
one
wheel,
rested
a
new
coupé
which
had
left
Gatsby’s
drive
not
two
minutes
before.
The
sharp
jut
of
a
wall
accounted
for
the
detachment
of
the
wheel,
which
was
now
getting
considerable
attention
from
half
a
dozen
curious
chauffeurs.
However,
as
they
had
left
their
cars
blocking
the
road,
a
harsh,
discordant
din
from
those
in
the
rear
had
been
audible
for
some
time,
and
added
to
the
already
violent
confusion
of
the
scene.
A
man
in
a
long
duster
had
dismounted
from
the
wreck
and
now
stood
in
the
middle
of
the
road,
looking
from
the
car
to
the
tyre
and
from
the
tyre
to
the
observers
in
a
pleasant,
puzzled
way.
“See!”
he
explained.
“It
went
in
the
ditch.”
The
fact
was
infinitely
astonishing
to
him,
and
I
recognized
first
the
unusual
quality
of
wonder,
and
then
the
man—it
was
the
late
patron
of
Gatsby’s
library.
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