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.

“And as I sat there brooding on the old, unknown world, I thought of Gatsby’s wo…”

“Will father be there?" she asked.John turned to her in astonishment.Your father…”

“The movies remind me of the Triangle Club at Princeton. I used to belong to it,…”

“Her grey, sun-strained eyes stared straight ahead, but she had deliberately shi…”