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"
I
got
dressed
before
luncheon
,
"
said
the
child
,
turning
eagerly
to
Daisy
.
"
That
's
because
your
mother
wanted
to
show
you
off
.
"
Her
face
bent
into
the
single
wrinkle
of
the
small
,
white
neck
.
"
You
dream
,
you
.
You
absolute
little
dream
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
admitted
the
child
calmly
.
"
Aunt
Jordan
's
got
on
a
white
dress
too
.
"
"
How
do
you
like
mother
's
friends
?
"
Daisy
turned
her
around
so
that
she
faced
Gatsby
.
"
Do
you
think
they
're
pretty
?
"
"
Where
's
Daddy
?
"
"
She
does
n't
look
like
her
father
,
"
explained
Daisy
.
"
She
looks
like
me
.
She
's
got
my
hair
and
shape
of
the
face
.
"
Daisy
sat
back
upon
the
couch
.
The
nurse
took
a
step
forward
and
held
out
her
hand
.
"
Come
,
Pammy
.
"
"
Good-by
,
sweetheart
!
"
With
a
reluctant
backward
glance
the
well-disciplined
child
held
to
her
nurse
's
hand
and
was
pulled
out
the
door
,
just
as
Tom
came
back
,
preceding
four
gin
rickeys
that
clicked
full
of
ice
.
