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"
Daisy
's
leaving
you
.
"
"
Nonsense
.
"
"
I
am
,
though
,
"
she
said
with
a
visible
effort
.
"
She
's
not
leaving
me
!
"
Tom
's
words
suddenly
leaned
down
over
Gatsby
.
"
Certainly
not
for
a
common
swindler
who
'd
have
to
steal
the
ring
he
put
on
her
finger
.
"
"
I
wo
n't
stand
this
!
"
cried
Daisy
.
"
Oh
,
please
let
's
get
out
.
"
"
Who
are
you
,
anyhow
?
"
broke
out
Tom
.
"
You
're
one
of
that
bunch
that
hangs
around
with
Meyer
Wolfsheim
--
that
much
I
happen
to
know
.
I
've
made
a
little
investigation
into
your
affairs
--
and
I
'll
carry
it
further
to-morrow
.
"
"
You
can
suit
yourself
about
that
,
old
sport
,
"
said
Gatsby
steadily
.
"
I
found
out
what
your
'
drug-stores
'
were
.
"
He
turned
to
us
and
spoke
rapidly
.
"
He
and
this
Wolfsheim
bought
up
a
lot
of
side-street
drug-stores
here
and
in
Chicago
and
sold
grain
alcohol
over
the
counter
.
That
's
one
of
his
little
stunts
.
I
picked
him
for
a
bootlegger
the
first
time
I
saw
him
,
and
I
was
n't
far
wrong
.
"
"
What
about
it
?
"
said
Gatsby
politely
.
"
I
guess
your
friend
Walter
Chase
was
n't
too
proud
to
come
in
on
it
.
"
"
And
you
left
him
in
the
lurch
,
did
n't
you
?
You
let
him
go
to
jail
for
a
month
over
in
New
Jersey
.
God
!
You
ought
to
hear
Walter
on
the
subject
of
you
.
"
