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It
was
nine
o'clock
when
we
finished
breakfast
and
went
out
on
the
porch
.
The
night
had
made
a
sharp
difference
in
the
weather
and
there
was
an
autumn
flavor
in
the
air
.
The
gardener
,
the
last
one
of
Gatsby
's
former
servants
,
came
to
the
foot
of
the
steps
.
"
I
'm
going
to
drain
the
pool
to-day
,
Mr.
Gatsby
.
Leaves
'll
start
falling
pretty
soon
,
and
then
there
's
always
trouble
with
the
pipes
.
"
"
Do
n't
do
it
to-day
,
"
Gatsby
answered
.
He
turned
to
me
apologetically
.
"
You
know
,
old
sport
,
I
've
never
used
that
pool
all
summer
?
"
I
looked
at
my
watch
and
stood
up
.
"
Twelve
minutes
to
my
train
.
"
I
did
n't
want
to
go
to
the
city
.
I
was
n't
worth
a
decent
stroke
of
work
,
but
it
was
more
than
that
--
I
did
n't
want
to
leave
Gatsby
.
I
missed
that
train
,
and
then
another
,
before
I
could
get
myself
away
.
"
I
'll
call
you
up
,
"
I
said
finally
.
"
Do
,
old
sport
.
"
"
I
'll
call
you
about
noon
.
"
We
walked
slowly
down
the
steps
.
