1 "Never heard of them," he remarked decisively.
2 "Don't believe everything you hear, Nick," he advised me.
3 "I've got a nice place here," he said, his eyes flashing about restlessly.
4 His speaking voice, a gruff husky tenor, added to the impression of fractiousness he conveyed.
5 Now he was a sturdy, straw haired man of thirty with a rather hard mouth and a supercilious manner.
6 There was a touch of paternal contempt in it, even toward people he liked--and there were men at New Haven who had hated his guts.
7 "Oh, I'll stay in the East, don't you worry," he said, glancing at Daisy and then back at me, as if he were alert for something more.
8 I am, and you are and you are and---- After an infinitesimal hesitation he included Daisy with a slight nod and she winked at me again.
9 Well, he wasn't always a butler; he used to be the silver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people.
10 He didn't say any more but we've always been unusually communicative in a reserved way, and I understood that he meant a great deal more than that.
11 We were in the same Senior Society, and while we were never intimate I always had the impression that he approved of me and wanted me to like him with some harsh, defiant wistfulness of his own.
12 I had a dog, at least I had him for a few days until he ran away, and an old Dodge and a Finnish woman who made my bed and cooked breakfast and muttered Finnish wisdom to herself over the electric stove.
13 Before I could reply that he was my neighbor dinner was announced; wedging his tense arm imperatively under mine Tom Buchanan compelled me from the room as though he were moving a checker to another square.
14 Turning me around by one arm he moved a broad flat hand along the front vista, including in its sweep a sunken Italian garden, a half acre of deep pungent roses and a snub-nosed motor boat that bumped the tide off shore.
15 His family were enormously wealthy--even in college his freedom with money was a matter for reproach--but now he'd left Chicago and come east in a fashion that rather took your breath away: for instance he'd brought down a string of polo ponies from Lake Forest.
16 Not even the effeminate swank of his riding clothes could hide the enormous power of that body--he seemed to fill those glistening boots until he strained the top lacing and you could see a great pack of muscle shifting when his shoulder moved under his thin coat.
17 If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that register earthquakes ten thousand miles away.
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