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“Trying to.”

“Well, this would interest you. It wouldn't take up much of your time and you might pick up a nice bit of money. But it is rather confidential.”

I realize now that under different circumstances that conversation might change my life. But the offer was tactless enough. I had to refuse.

“I'm very busy at the moment,” I said. “I'm much obliged but I can't work more.”

“You won't have any business with Wolfsheim.”

He waited a moment longer, hoping I'd begin a conversation, but I did not want to talk to him, so he went unwillingly home.

I called up Daisy from the office next morning and invited her to come to tea.

“Don't bring Tom,” I warned her.

“What?”

“Don't bring Tom.”

“Who is 'Tom'?” she asked innocently.

It was a rainy day. At eleven o'clock a man in a raincoat with a lawn-mower tapped at my front door and said that Mr. Gatsby had sent him over to cut my grass. At two o'clock many flowers arrived from Gatsby's. An hour later the front door opened nervously, and Gatsby in a white flannel suit, silver shirt and gold-colored tie went in. He was pale and there were dark signs of sleeplessness beneath his eyes.