he was silent, and i guessed at his unutterable depression.
“i feel far away from her.” he said. “it’s hard to make her understand.”
“you mean about the dance?”
“the dance?” he dismissed all the dances he had given with a snap of his fingers. “old sport, the dance is unimportant.”
he wanted nothing less of Daisy than that she should go to tom and
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