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“Get some chairs, why don't you, so somebody can sit down.”

“Oh, sure,” agreed Wilson hurriedly and went toward the little office.

“I want to see you,” said Tom intently. “Get on the next train.”

“All right.”

“I'll meet you by the news-stand.”

She nodded and moved away from him. George Wilson emerged with two chairs from his office door.

We waited for her down the road and out of sight.

“Terrible place, isn't it?” said Tom.

“Awful.”

“It does her good to get away.”

“Doesn't her husband object?”

“Wilson? He thinks she goes to see her sister in New York.“

So Tom Buchanan and his girl and I went up together to New York – or not quite together, for Mrs. Wilson sat discreetly in another car. At the news-stand she bought a copy of Town Tattle and a magazine, and in the station drug store some cold cream and a small flask of perfume. Then said, pointing at the grey old man with a basket.

“I want one of those dogs,” she said. “I want to get one for the apartment. They're so nice.”

In a basket the grey old man had pretty puppies.