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"
You
know
I
love
you
,
"
she
murmured
.
"
You
forget
there
's
a
lady
present
,
"
said
Jordan
.
Daisy
looked
around
doubtfully
.
"
You
kiss
Nick
too
.
"
"
What
a
low
,
vulgar
girl
!
"
"
I
do
n't
care
!
"
cried
Daisy
,
and
began
to
clog
on
the
brick
fireplace
.
Then
she
remembered
the
heat
and
sat
down
guiltily
on
the
couch
just
as
a
freshly
laundered
nurse
leading
a
little
girl
came
into
the
room
.
"
Bles-sed
pre-cious
,
"
she
crooned
,
holding
out
her
arms
.
"
Come
to
your
own
mother
that
loves
you
.
"
The
child
,
relinquished
by
the
nurse
,
rushed
across
the
room
and
rooted
shyly
into
her
mother
's
dress
.
"
The
bles-sed
pre-cious
!
Did
mother
get
powder
on
your
old
yellowy
hair
?
Stand
up
now
,
and
say
--
How-de-do
.
"
Gatsby
and
I
in
turn
leaned
down
and
took
the
small
,
reluctant
hand
.
Afterward
he
kept
looking
at
the
child
with
surprise
.
I
do
n't
think
he
had
ever
really
believed
in
its
existence
before
.
