-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Фрэнсис Скотт Фицджеральд
-
- По эту сторону рая
-
- Стр. 92/348
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
CRESCENDO
!
Next
day
,
by
a
merciful
chance
,
passed
in
a
whirl
.
When
Amory
was
by
himself
his
thoughts
zigzagged
inevitably
to
the
picture
of
that
red
mouth
yawning
incongruously
in
the
white
face
,
but
with
a
determined
effort
he
piled
present
excitement
upon
the
memory
of
it
and
shut
it
coldly
away
from
his
mind
.
Isabelle
and
her
mother
drove
into
town
at
four
,
and
they
rode
up
smiling
Prospect
Avenue
,
through
the
gay
crowd
,
to
have
tea
at
Cottage
.
The
clubs
had
their
annual
dinners
that
night
,
so
at
seven
he
loaned
her
to
a
freshman
and
arranged
to
meet
her
in
the
gymnasium
at
eleven
,
when
the
upper
classmen
were
admitted
to
the
freshman
dance
.
She
was
all
he
had
expected
,
and
he
was
happy
and
eager
to
make
that
night
the
centre
of
every
dream
.
At
nine
the
upper
classes
stood
in
front
of
the
clubs
as
the
freshman
torchlight
parade
rioted
past
,
and
Amory
wondered
if
the
dress-suited
groups
against
the
dark
,
stately
backgrounds
and
under
the
flare
of
the
torches
made
the
night
as
brilliant
to
the
staring
,
cheering
freshmen
as
it
had
been
to
him
the
year
before
.
The
next
day
was
another
whirl
.
They
lunched
in
a
gay
party
of
six
in
a
private
dining-room
at
the
club
,
while
Isabelle
and
Amory
looked
at
each
other
tenderly
over
the
fried
chicken
and
knew
that
their
love
was
to
be
eternal
.
They
danced
away
the
prom
until
five
,
and
the
stags
cut
in
on
Isabelle
with
joyous
abandon
,
which
grew
more
and
more
enthusiastic
as
the
hour
grew
late
,
and
their
wines
,
stored
in
overcoat
pockets
in
the
coat
room
,
made
old
weariness
wait
until
another
day
.
The
stag
line
is
a
most
homogeneous
mass
of
men
.
It
fairly
sways
with
a
single
soul
.
A
dark-haired
beauty
dances
by
and
there
is
a
half-gasping
sound
as
the
ripple
surges
forward
and
some
one
sleeker
than
the
rest
darts
out
and
cuts
in
.
Then
when
the
six-foot
girl
(
brought
by
Kaye
in
your
class
,
and
to
whom
he
has
been
trying
to
introduce
you
all
evening
)
gallops
by
,
the
line
surges
back
and
the
groups
face
about
and
become
intent
on
far
corners
of
the
hall
,
for
Kaye
,
anxious
and
perspiring
,
appears
elbowing
through
the
crowd
in
search
of
familiar
faces
.
"
I
say
,
old
man
,
I
've
got
an
awfully
nice
--
"
"
Sorry
,
Kaye
,
but
I
'm
set
for
this
one
.
I
've
got
to
cut
in
on
a
fella
.
"
"
Well
,
the
next
one
?
"
"
What
--
ah
--
er
--
I
swear
I
've
got
to
go
cut
in
--
look
me
up
when
she
's
got
a
dance
free
.
"
It
delighted
Amory
when
Isabelle
suggested
that
they
leave
for
a
while
and
drive
around
in
her
car
.
For
a
delicious
hour
that
passed
too
soon
they
glided
the
silent
roads
about
Princeton
and
talked
from
the
surface
of
their
hearts
in
shy
excitement
.
Amory
felt
strangely
ingenuous
and
made
no
attempt
to
kiss
her
.
