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it was he who drove Daisy and Gatsby over to East Egg thenight of the accident and perhaps he had made a story aboutit all his own. I didn’t want to hear it and I avoided himwhen I got off the train.I spent my Saturday nights in New York because thosegleaming, dazzling parties of his were with me so vividlythat I could still hear the music and the laughter faint andincessant from his garden and the cars going up and downhis drive. One night I did hear a material car there and sawits lights stop at his front steps. But I didn’t investigate.Probably it was some final guest who had been away at theends of the earth and didn’t know that the party was over.On the last night, with my trunk packed and my car soldto the grocer, I went over and looked at that huge incoherentfailure of a house once more. On the white steps an obsceneword, scrawled by some boy with a piece of brick, stood outclearly in the moonlight and I erased it, drawing my shoeraspingly along the stone. Then I wandered down to thebeach and sprawled out on the sand.Most of the big shore places were closed now and therewere hardly any lights except the shadowy, moving glow ofa ferryboat across the Sound. And as the moon rose higherthe inessential houses began to melt away until gradually Ibecame aware of the old island here that flowered once forDutch sailors’ eyes—a fresh, green breast of the new world.Its vanished trees, the trees that had made way for Gatsby’shouse, had once pandered in whispers to the last andgreatest of all human dreams; for a transitory enchantedmoment man must have held his breath in the presence of192The Great Gatsby
this continent, compelled into an aesthetic contemplationhe neither understood nor desired, face to face for the lasttime in history with something commensurate to his capacityfor wonder.And as I sat there brooding on the old, unknown world,I thought of Gatsby’s wonder when he first picked out thegreen light at the end of Daisy’s dock. He had come a longway to this blue lawn and his dream must have seemed soclose that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not knowthat it was already behind him, somewhere back in that vastobscurity beyond the city, where the dark fields of the republicrolled on under the night.Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic futurethat year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, butthat’s no matter—tomorrow we will run faster, stretch outour arms farther…. And one fine morning——So we beat on, boats against the current, borne backceaselessly into the past.THE ENDFree eBooks at Planet eBook.com193
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It was a matter of chance that I sh
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And so it happened that on a warm w
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the whip and snap of the curtains a
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‘What you doing, Nick?’‘I’m
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Before I could answer her eyes fast
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cally. ‘It’s about the butler
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or White Star Line. He’s singing
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attention, my belief, I felt the ba
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‘Did I?’ She looked at me. ‘I
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ished, and I was alone again in the
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emn dumping ground.The valley of as
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ut there was an immediately percept
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The man peered doubtfully into the
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in the saucer of milk all afternoon
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flounced over to the dog, kissed it
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‘Really.’‘Just last year. I w
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variety of life.Myrtle pulled her c
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‘Where?’‘Anywhere.’‘Keep
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lights to make a Christmas tree of
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Gatsby in a majestic hand.Dressed u
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inside of a week I got a package fr
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ooks. As we entered he wheeled exci
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of champagne and the scene had chan
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‘Where is he from, I mean? And wh
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clothes—there was a jauntiness ab
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‘Why,—about an hour.’‘It wa
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An awed hush fell upon the bystande
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had a short affair with a girl who
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sible. She was incurably dishonest.
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Chapter 4On Sunday morning while ch
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he had any other home. Of theatrica
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he had become simply the proprietor
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Little Montenegro! He lifted up the
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Taking a white card from his wallet
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‘The old Metropole.‘The old Met
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‘He went to Oggsford College in E
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hello to someone.’When he saw us
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short-sighted young men in town who
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wild, but she came out with an abso
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’ ‘I don’t want to do anythin
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ing to call up Daisy tomorrow and i
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search for her among soggy white-wa
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‘I don’t think so,’ she said
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‘I’ve got to speak to you about
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hands.‘It’s stopped raining.’
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We went upstairs, through period be
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Daisy put her arm through his abrup
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full of light.In the music room Gat
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Chapter 6About this time an ambitio
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grotesque and fantastic conceits ha
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Gatsby drank so little. Sometimes i
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‘Next door.’‘That so?’Mr. S
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Or perhaps I had merely grown used
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We were at a particularly tipsy tab
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He was silent for a moment. The peb
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He wanted nothing less of Daisy tha
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Chapter 7It was when curiosity abou
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‘Oh, my!’ she gasped.I picked i
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‘You forget there’s a lady pres
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lessed isles.‘There’s sport for
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upper window.‘I’ll get some whi
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‘What?’ Confused, he stared at
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‘What do I owe you?’ demanded T
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‘We’ll meet you on some corner.
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oom below.‘Imagine marrying anybo
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That’s why I can’t really call
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tions.‘Sit down Daisy.’ Tom’s
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Page 174 and 175: Chapter 9After two years I remember
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