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Dressed up in white flannels I went over to his lawn a little after seven. I was immediately struck by the number of young Englishmen dotted about; all well dressed, all looking a little hungry. I was sure that they were selling something: bonds or insurance or automobiles.
As soon as I arrived I made an attempt to find my host but the two or three people of whom I asked his whereabouts stared at me.
I noticed Jordan Baker with two girls in yellow dresses.
She came out of the house and stood at the head of the marble steps, leaning a little backward and looking with contemptuous interest down into the garden.
“Hello!” I roared, advancing toward her. My voice seemed unnaturally loud across the garden.
“I thought I would meet you here,” she responded absently. “I remembered you lived next door to…”
“Hello!” the girls in yellow dresses cried together. “Sorry you didn't win.”
They were talking about the golf competition the week before.
“You don't know who we are,” said one of the girls in yellow, “but we met you here about a month ago.”
“Do you come to these parties often?” inquired Jordan of the girl beside her.
“The last one was the one I met you at,” answered the girl. She turned to her companion: “You too, Lucille?”
Of course, Lucille, too.
“I like to come here,” Lucille said. “I never care what I do, so I always have a good time. When I was here last I tore my gown on a chair, and he asked me my name and address – and in some days I got a package with a new evening gown in it.”
“Did you accept it?” asked Jordan.
“Sure I did. I was going to wear it tonight, but it was too big for me. Two hundred and sixty-five dollars.”
“He doesn't want any trouble,” said the other girl eagerly, “with anybody.”
“Who doesn't?” I inquired.
“Gatsby. Somebody told me…”
The two girls and Jordan leaned together confidentially.
“Somebody told me they thought he killed a man once.”
“I don't think it's so much THAT,” argued Lucille sceptically; “it's more that he was a German spy during the war.”