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"
Oh
,
she
's
all
right
now
.
When
she
's
had
five
or
six
cocktails
she
always
starts
screaming
like
that
.
I
tell
her
she
ought
to
leave
it
alone
.
"
"
I
do
leave
it
alone
,
"
affirmed
the
accused
hollowly
.
"
We
heard
you
yelling
,
so
I
said
to
Doc
Civet
here
:
'
There
's
somebody
that
needs
your
help
,
Doc
.
'
"
"
She
's
much
obliged
,
I
'm
sure
,
"
said
another
friend
,
without
gratitude
.
"
But
you
got
her
dress
all
wet
when
you
stuck
her
head
in
the
pool
.
"
"
Anything
I
hate
is
to
get
my
head
stuck
in
a
pool
,
"
mumbled
Miss
Baedeker
.
"
They
almost
drowned
me
once
over
in
New
Jersey
.
"
"
Then
you
ought
to
leave
it
alone
,
"
countered
Doctor
Civet
.
"
Speak
for
yourself
!
"
cried
Miss
Baedeker
violently
.
"
Your
hand
shakes
.
I
would
n't
let
you
operate
on
me
!
"
It
was
like
that
.
Almost
the
last
thing
I
remember
was
standing
with
Daisy
and
watching
the
moving-picture
director
and
his
Star
.
They
were
still
under
the
white
plum
tree
and
their
faces
were
touching
except
for
a
pale
,
thin
ray
of
moonlight
between
.
It
occurred
to
me
that
he
had
been
very
slowly
bending
toward
her
all
evening
to
attain
this
proximity
,
and
even
while
I
watched
I
saw
him
stoop
one
ultimate
degree
and
kiss
at
her
cheek
.
"
I
like
her
,
"
said
Daisy
,
"
I
think
she
's
lovely
.
"
But
the
rest
offended
her
--
and
inarguably
,
because
it
was
n't
a
gesture
but
an
emotion
.
She
was
appalled
by
West
Egg
,
this
unprecedented
"
place
"
that
Broadway
had
begotten
upon
a
Long
Island
fishing
village
--
appalled
by
its
raw
vigor
that
chafed
under
the
old
euphemisms
and
by
the
too
obtrusive
fate
that
herded
its
inhabitants
along
a
short-cut
from
nothing
to
nothing
.
She
saw
something
awful
in
the
very
simplicity
she
failed
to
understand
.
