Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

Emotional Bankruptcy
Emotional Bankruptcy
Emotional Bankruptcy
Ebook26 pages21 minutes

Emotional Bankruptcy

Rating: 0 out of 5 stars

()

Read preview

About this ebook

Emotional Bankruptcy was written in the year 1931 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
ISBN9789635220465
Emotional Bankruptcy
Author

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.

Read more from Francis Scott Fitzgerald

Related to Emotional Bankruptcy

Related ebooks

Short Stories For You

View More

Related articles

Reviews for Emotional Bankruptcy

Rating: 0 out of 5 stars
0 ratings

0 ratings0 reviews

What did you think?

Tap to rate

Review must be at least 10 words

    Book preview

    Emotional Bankruptcy - Francis Scott Fitzgerald

    978-963-522-046-5

    Chapter 1

    There's that nut with the spyglass again, remarked Josephine. Lillian Hammel unhooked a lace sofa cushion from her waist and came to the window. He's standing back so we can't see him. He's looking at the room above.

    The peeper was working from a house on the other side of narrow Sixty-eighth Street, all unconscious that his activities were a matter of knowledge and, lately, of indifference to the pupils of Miss Truby's finishing school. They had even identified him as the undistinguished but quite proper young man who issued from the house with a brief case at eight every morning, apparently oblivious of the school across the street.

    What a horrible person, said Lillian.

    They're all the same, Josephine said. I'll bet almost every man we know would do the same thing, if he had a telescope and nothing to do in the afternoon. I'll bet Louie Randall would, anyhow.

    Josephine, is he actually following you to Princeton? Lillian asked.

    Yes, dearie.

    Doesn't he think he's got his nerve?

    He'll get away with it, Josephine assured her.

    Won't Paul be wild?

    I can't worry about that. I only know half a dozen boys at Princeton, and with Louie I know I'll have at least one good dancer to depend on. Paul's too short for me, and he's a bum dancer anyhow.

    Not that Josephine was very tall; she was an exquisite size for seventeen and of a beauty that was flowering marvelously day by day into something richer and warmer. People gasped nowadays, whereas a year ago they would merely have stared, and scarcely glanced at her a year before that. She was manifestly to be the spectacular débutante of Chicago next year, in spite of the fact that she was an egotist who played not for popularity

    Enjoying the preview?
    Page 1 of 1