1 The younger of the two was a stranger to me.
2 And just after the war I spent two days with them in Chicago.
3 It was on the two little seats facing each other that are always the last ones left on the train.
4 She nodded and moved away from him just as George Wilson emerged with two chairs from his office door.
5 We had over twelve hundred dollars when we started but we got gypped out of it all in two days in the private rooms.
6 And so it happened that on a warm windy evening I drove over to East Egg to see two old friends whom I scarcely knew at all.
7 Well, he wasn't always a butler; he used to be the silver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people.
8 The only completely stationary object in the room was an enormous couch on which two young women were buoyed up as though upon an anchored balloon.
9 My house was at the very tip of the egg, only fifty yards from the Sound, and squeezed between two huge places that rented for twelve or fifteen thousand a season.
10 It was on that slender riotous island which extends itself due east of New York and where there are, among other natural curiosities, two unusual formations of land.
11 She held my hand impersonally, as a promise that she'd take care of me in a minute, and gave ear to two girls in twin yellow dresses who stopped at the foot of the steps.
12 I lived at West Egg, the--well, the less fashionable of the two, though this is a most superficial tag to express the bizarre and not a little sinister contrast between them.
13 There was a machine in the kitchen which could extract the juice of two hundred oranges in half an hour, if a little button was pressed two hundred times by a butler's thumb.
14 Then there was a boom as Tom Buchanan shut the rear windows and the caught wind died out about the room and the curtains and the rugs and the two young women ballooned slowly to the floor.
15 Slenderly, languidly, their hands set lightly on their hips the two young women preceded us out onto a rosy-colored porch open toward the sunset where four candles flickered on the table in the diminished wind.
16 At high tide in the afternoon I watched his guests diving from the tower of his raft or taking the sun on the hot sand of his beach while his two motor-boats slit the waters of the Sound, drawing aquaplanes over cataracts of foam.
17 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 in such an amazed way and denied so vehemently any knowledge of his movements that I slunk off in the direction of the cocktail table--the only place in the garden where a single man could linger without looking purposeless and alone.
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