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After
a
little
while
Mr.
Gatz
opened
the
door
and
came
out
,
his
mouth
ajar
,
his
face
flushed
slightly
,
his
eyes
leaking
isolated
and
unpunctual
tears
.
He
had
reached
an
age
where
death
no
longer
has
the
quality
of
ghastly
surprise
,
and
when
he
looked
around
him
now
for
the
first
time
and
saw
the
height
and
splendor
of
the
hall
and
the
great
rooms
opening
out
from
it
into
other
rooms
,
his
grief
began
to
be
mixed
with
an
awed
pride
.
I
helped
him
to
a
bedroom
up-stairs
;
while
he
took
off
his
coat
and
vest
I
told
him
that
all
arrangements
had
been
deferred
until
he
came
.
"
I
did
n't
know
what
you
'd
want
,
Mr.
Gatsby
--
--
"
"
Gatz
is
my
name
.
"
"
--
Mr.
Gatz
.
I
thought
you
might
want
to
take
the
body
West
.
"
He
shook
his
head
.
"
Jimmy
always
liked
it
better
down
East
.
He
rose
up
to
his
position
in
the
East
.
Were
you
a
friend
of
my
boy
's
,
Mr.
--
?
"
"
We
were
close
friends
.
"
"
He
had
a
big
future
before
him
,
you
know
.
He
was
only
a
young
man
,
but
he
had
a
lot
of
brain
power
here
.
"
He
touched
his
head
impressively
,
and
I
nodded
.
"
If
he
'd
of
lived
,
he
'd
of
been
a
great
man
.
A
man
like
James
J.
Hill
.
He
'd
of
helped
build
up
the
country
.
"
