Великий Гэтсби / The Great Gatsby (на русском и английском языках)

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“You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow,” she went on. “Everybody thinks so-the most advanced people. And I KNOW. I’ve been everywhere and seen everything and done everything.”

Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light. Tom and Miss Baker sat on the long couch and she read aloud to him from the newspaper.

When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand.

“To be continued,” she said, tossing the magazine on the table. She stood up.

“Ten o’clock,” she remarked.

“Jordan’s going to play at Westchester tomorrow,” explained Daisy.

“Oh-you’re Jordan Baker!”

I knew now why her face was familiar-it had looked out at me from many pictures of the sporting life.

“Good night,” she said softly. “Wake me at eight, won’t you?”

“But you won’t get up.”

“I will. Good night, Mr. Carraway. See you.”

“Of course you will,” confirmed Daisy. “In fact I think I’ll arrange a marriage.

“Good night,” called Miss Baker from the stairs. “I haven’t heard anything.”

“She’s a nice girl,” said Tom after a moment. “And her family…”

“Her family!” cried Daisy. “Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old. Nick will look after her, won’t you, Nick? She’s going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer.

Daisy and Tom looked at each other for a moment in silence.

“Is she from New York?” I asked quickly.

“From Louisville. She’s a friend from my girlhood.”

“Did you talk much to Nick on the veranda?” demanded Tom suddenly.

“Did I?” She looked at me. “I can’t remember, but I think we talked about something. Yes, I’m sure we did. “

“Don’t believe everything you hear, Nick,” he advised me.

I said that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home. They came to the door with me and stood side by side. As I started my motor Daisy called “Wait! I forgot to ask you something, and it’s important. We heard you were going to marry?”

“That’s right,” corroborated Tom kindly. “We heard that you were engaged.”

“It’s nonsense. I’m too poor.”

“But we heard it,” insisted Daisy.