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"
It
's
a
swell
suite
,
"
whispered
Jordan
respectfully
,
and
every
one
laughed
.
"
Open
another
window
,
"
commanded
Daisy
,
without
turning
around
.
"
There
are
n't
any
more
.
"
"
Well
,
we
'd
better
telephone
for
an
axe
--
--
"
"
The
thing
to
do
is
to
forget
about
the
heat
,
"
said
Tom
impatiently
.
"
You
make
it
ten
times
worse
by
crabbing
about
it
.
"
He
unrolled
the
bottle
of
whiskey
from
the
towel
and
put
it
on
the
table
.
"
Why
not
let
her
alone
,
old
sport
?
"
remarked
Gatsby
.
"
You
're
the
one
that
wanted
to
come
to
town
.
"
There
was
a
moment
of
silence
.
The
telephone
book
slipped
from
its
nail
and
splashed
to
the
floor
,
whereupon
Jordan
whispered
,
"
Excuse
me
.
"
--
but
this
time
no
one
laughed
.
"
I
'll
pick
it
up
,
"
I
offered
.
"
I
've
got
it
.
"
Gatsby
examined
the
parted
string
,
muttered
"
Hum
!
"
in
an
interested
way
,
and
tossed
the
book
on
a
chair
.
