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Gretchen's Forty Winks
Gretchen's Forty Winks
Gretchen's Forty Winks
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Gretchen's Forty Winks was written in the year 1924 by Francis Scott Fitzgerald. This book is one of the most popular novels of Francis Scott Fitzgerald, and has been translated into several other languages around the world.

This book is published by Booklassic which brings young readers closer to classic literature globally.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherBooklassic
Release dateJul 7, 2015
ISBN9789635220533
Gretchen's Forty Winks
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Francis Scott Fitzgerald

Francis Scott Fitzgerald (Saint Paul, 1896-Hollywood, 1940) es considerado uno de los más importantes escritores estadounidenses del siglo XX y el portavoz de la generación perdida. El gran Gatsby se publicó por primera vez en 1925 y fue inmediatamente celebrada como una obra maestra por autores como T. S. Eliot, Gertrude Stein o Edith Wharton.

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    Gretchen's Forty Winks - Francis Scott Fitzgerald

    978-963-522-053-3

    Chapter 1

    The sidewalks were scratched with brittle leaves, and the bad little boy next door froze his tongue to the iron mail-box. Snow before night, sure. Autumn was over. This, of course, raised the coal question and the Christmas question; but Roger Halsey, standing on his own front porch, assured the dead suburban sky that he hadn't time for worrying about the weather. Then he let himself hurriedly into the house, and shut the subject out into the cold twilight.

    The hall was dark, but from above he heard the voices of his wife and the nursemaid and the baby in one of their interminable conversations, which consisted chiefly of 'Don't!' and 'Look out, Maxy!' and 'Oh, there he goes!' punctuated by wild threats and vague bumpings and the recurrent sound of small, venturing feet.

    Roger turned on the hall-light and walked into the living-room and turned on the red silk lamp. He put his bulging portfolio on the table, and sitting down rested his intense young face in his hand for a few minutes, shading his eyes carefully from the light. Then he lit a cigarette, squashed it out, and going to the foot of the stairs called for his wife.

    'Gretchen!'

    'Hello, dear.' Her voice was full of laughter. 'Come see baby.'

    He swore softly.

    'I can't see baby now,' he said aloud. 'How long 'fore you'll be down?'

    There was a mysterious pause, and then a succession of 'Don'ts' and 'Look outs, Maxy' evidently meant to avert some threatened catastrophe.

    'How long 'fore you'll be down?' repeated Roger, slightly irritated.

    'Oh, I'll be right down.'

    'How soon?' he shouted.

    He had trouble every day at this hour in adapting his voice from the urgent key of the city to the proper casualness for a model home. But tonight he was deliberately impatient. It almost disappointed him when Gretchen came running down the stairs, three at a time, crying 'What is it?' in a rather

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