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El Gran Gatsby
Capítulo 7, Página 49
“That
drugstore
business
was
just
small
change,”
continued
Tom
slowly,
“but
you’ve
got
something
on
now
that
Walter’s
afraid
to
tell
me
about.”
I
glanced
at
Daisy,
who
was
staring
terrified
between
Gatsby
and
her
husband,
and
at
Jordan,
who
had
begun
to
balance
an
invisible
but
absorbing
object
on
the
tip
of
her
chin.
Then
I
turned
back
to
Gatsby—and
was
startled
at
his
expression.
He
looked—and
this
is
said
in
all
contempt
for
the
babbled
slander
of
his
garden—as
if
he
had
“killed
a
man.”
For
a
moment
the
set
of
his
face
could
be
described
in
just
that
fantastic
way.
It
passed,
and
he
began
to
talk
excitedly
to
Daisy,
denying
everything,
defending
his
name
against
accusations
that
had
not
been
made.
But
with
every
word
she
was
drawing
further
and
further
into
herself,
so
he
gave
that
up,
and
only
the
dead
dream
fought
on
as
the
afternoon
slipped
away,
trying
to
touch
what
was
no
longer
tangible,
struggling
unhappily,
undespairingly,
toward
that
lost
voice
across
the
room.
The
voice
begged
again
to
go.
“Please,
Tom!
I
can’t
stand
this
any
more.”
Her
frightened
eyes
told
that
whatever
intentions,
whatever
courage
she
had
had,
were
definitely
gone.
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