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“Stones of Newport, I” by Richard Benson [| Smithsonian American Art Museum]

__The Great Gatsby__ by F. Scott Fitzgerald (p. 174) A little before three the Lutheran minister arrived from Flushing, and I began to look involuntarily out the windows for other cars. So did Gatsby’s father. And as the time passed and the servants came in and stood waiting in the hall, his eyes began to blink anxiously, and he spoke of the rain in a worried, uncertain way. The minister glanced several times at his watch, so I took him aside and asked him to wait for half an hour. But it wasn’t any use. Nobody came.

Julia's Connection #4