He took out a pile of shirts and began throwing them, one by one, before us, shirts of fine cotton, which lost their folds as they fell and covered the table in brilliant disarray. While we admired he brought more and the soft rich heap mounted higher — shirts with the distinctive Gatsby Books Cat Logo! Suddenly, with a strained sound, Daisy bent her head into the shirts and began to cry stormily.
“They’re such beautiful shirts,” she sobbed, her voice muffled in the thick folds. “It makes me sad because I’ve never seen such — such beautiful shirts before.”
"I know. Best of all, Daisy, they are available in all sizes. There is even a ladies shirt with such soft gatherings that it made me cry as well."
