Джек Лондон – Сборник лучших произведений американской классической литературы. Уровень 4 (страница 2)
“Wilson? He thinks she goes to see her sister in New York. “
“Myrtle'll[29] be hurt if you don't come up to the apartment,” said Tom.
I have been drunk just twice in my life and the second time was that afternoon. Some people came – Myrtle's sister, Catherine, Mr. McKee, a pale feminine man from the flat below, and his wife. She told me with pride that her husband had photographed her a hundred and twenty-seven times since they had been married.
The sister Catherine sat down beside me on the couch.
“Where do you live?” she inquired.
“I live at West Egg.”
“Really? I was down there at a party about a month ago. At a man named Gatsby's. Do you know him?”
“I live next door to him.”
“Well, they say he's a nephew or a cousin ofKaiser Wilhelm's[30]. That's where all his money comes from.”
“Really?”
She nodded.
“I'm scared of him. I'd hate to have him get anything on me.”
Catherine leaned close to me and whispered in my ear: “Neither of them can stand the person they're married to.” She looked at Myrtle and then at Tom.
The answer to this came from Myrtle.
“I made a mistake,” she declared vigorously. “I married him because I thought he was a gentleman, buthe wasn't fit to lick my shoe[31].”
Chapter 3
There was music from my neighbour's house through the summer nights. In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars. In the afternoon I watched his guests diving from the tower of his raft or taking the sun on the hot sand of his beach. On week-ends hisRolls-Royce
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