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"
Daisy
invited
him
;
she
knew
him
before
we
were
married
--
God
knows
where
!
"
We
were
all
irritable
now
with
the
fading
ale
,
and
aware
of
it
we
drove
for
a
while
in
silence
.
Then
as
Doctor
T.
J.
Eckleburg
's
faded
eyes
came
into
sight
down
the
road
,
I
remembered
Gatsby
's
caution
about
gasoline
.
"
We
've
got
enough
to
get
us
to
town
,
"
said
Tom
.
"
But
there
's
a
garage
right
here
,
"
objected
Jordan
.
"
I
do
n't
want
to
get
stalled
in
this
baking
heat
.
"
Tom
threw
on
both
brakes
impatiently
,
and
we
slid
to
an
abrupt
dusty
stop
under
Wilson
's
sign
.
After
a
moment
the
proprietor
emerged
from
the
interior
of
his
establishment
and
gazed
hollow-eyed
at
the
car
.
"
Let
's
have
some
gas
!
"
cried
Tom
roughly
.
"
What
do
you
think
we
stopped
for
--
to
admire
the
view
?
"
"
I
'm
sick
,
"
said
Wilson
without
moving
.
"
Been
sick
all
day
.
"
"
What
's
the
matter
?
"
"
I
'm
all
run
down
.
"
"
Well
,
shall
I
help
myself
?
"
Tom
demanded
.
"
You
sounded
well
enough
on
the
phone
.
"
With
an
effort
Wilson
left
the
shade
and
support
of
the
doorway
and
,
breathing
hard
,
unscrewed
the
cap
of
the
tank
.
In
the
sunlight
his
face
was
green
.
