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El Gran Gatsby
Capítulo 7, Página 28
There
is
no
confusion
like
the
confusion
of
a
simple
mind,
and
as
we
drove
away
Tom
was
feeling
the
hot
whips
of
panic.
His
wife
and
his
mistress,
until
an
hour
ago
secure
and
inviolate,
were
slipping
precipitately
from
his
control.
Instinct
made
him
step
on
the
accelerator
with
the
double
purpose
of
overtaking
Daisy
and
leaving
Wilson
behind,
and
we
sped
along
toward
Astoria
at
fifty
miles
an
hour,
until,
among
the
spidery
girders
of
the
elevated,
we
came
in
sight
of
the
easygoing
blue
coupé.
“Those
big
movies
around
Fiftieth
Street
are
cool,”
suggested
Jordan.
“I
love
New
York
on
summer
afternoons
when
everyone’s
away.
There’s
something
very
sensuous
about
it—overripe,
as
if
all
sorts
of
funny
fruits
were
going
to
fall
into
your
hands.”
The
word
“sensuous”
had
the
effect
of
further
disquieting
Tom,
but
before
he
could
invent
a
protest
the
coupé
came
to
a
stop,
and
Daisy
signalled
us
to
draw
up
alongside.
“Where
are
we
going?”
she
cried.
“How
about
the
movies?”
“It’s
so
hot,”
she
complained.
“You
go.
We’ll
ride
around
and
meet
you
after.”
With
an
effort
her
wit
rose
faintly.
“We’ll
meet
you
on
some
corner.
I’ll
be
the
man
smoking
two
cigarettes.”
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