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夜色温柔_(美)F.菲茨杰拉德(CHAPTER7) 第(1/4)页

InapauseRosemarylookedawayandupthetablewhereNicolesatbetweenTommyBarbanandAbeNorth, herchow', caughtsharplybytherichclippedvoiceininfrequentspeech:

"Thepoorman," Nicoleexclaimed."Whydidyouwanttosawhimintwo?"

"'tyouliketoknowwhatwasinsideawaiter?"

"Oldmenus," suggestedNicolewithashortlaugh."Piecesofbrokenchinaandtipsandpencilstubs."

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"Didyouintendtoplaythesawwhileyouperformedtheoperation?" Tommyinquired.

"Wedidn'."

"Allsoundsverypeculiartome," saidNicole."Anymusicianthat'lluseanothermusician'ssawto--"

Theyhadbeenattablehalfanhourandaperceptiblechangehadsetin--personbypersonhadgivenupsomething, apreoccupation, ananxiety, asuspicion,andnowtheywereonlytheirbestselvesandtheDivers' , sonowtheywerealltrying, andseeingthis, Rosemarylikedeveryone--exceptMcKisco, ,towhomhehadaddressedseveralwitheringremarksaboutthemovies, , towhomhesaidnothing, hestaredatDickDiverwithanexpressionofdevastatingirony, theeffectbeingoccasionallyinterruptedbyhisattemptstoengageDickinacatercorneredconversationacrossthetable.

"Aren'tyouafriendofVanBurenDenby?" hewouldsay.

"Idon'tbelieveIknowhim."

"Ithoughtyouwereafriendofhis," hepersistedirritably.

, heessayedotherequallyirrelativethemes,buteachtimetheverydeferenceofDick'sattentionseemedtoparalyzehim, andafteramoment', butitwaslikecontinuallyshakinghandswithaglovefromwhichthehandhadbeenwithdrawn--sofinally, witharesignedairofbeingamongchildren, hedevotedhisattentionentirelytothechampagne.


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