He got up, his eyes still flashing between Gatsby and his wife. The groups change more swiftly, swell with new arrivals, dissolve and form in the same breath--already there are wanderers, confident girls who weave here and there among the stouter and more stable, become for a sharp, joyous moment the center of a group and then excited with triumph glide on through the sea-change of faces and voices and color under the constantly changing light. She wouldn't let go of the letter. ", I wanted to get somebody for him. One of the girls in yellow was playing the piano and beside her stood a tall, red haired young lady from a famous chorus, engaged in song. I couldn't sleep all night; a fog-horn was groaning incessantly on the Sound, and I tossed half-sick between grotesque reality and savage frightening dreams. There were the same people, or at least the same sort of people, the same profusion of champagne, the same many-colored, many-keyed commotion, but I felt an unpleasantness in the air, a pervading harshness that hadn't been there before. "I beg your pardon but Mr. Gatsby would like to speak to you alone.". . cried Myrtle incredulously. A few days later he took him to Duluth and bought him a blue coat, six pair of white duck trousers and a yachting cap. About half way between West Egg and New York the motor-road hastily joins the railroad and runs beside it for a quarter of a mile, so as to shrink away from a certain desolate area of land. "Let's have some gas!" "What's the name of this place here?" Perhaps Daisy never went in for amour at all--and yet there's something in that voice of hers. "It was a mad man," he said. There's nothing we can do tonight.". A stout, middle-aged man with enormous owl-eyed spectacles was sitting somewhat drunk on the edge of a great table, staring with unsteady concentration at the shelves of books. He looked out the window at it, but judging from his expression I don't believe he saw a thing. she exclaimed surprisingly. And it rested there. "You ought to live in California--" began Miss Baker but Tom interrupted her by shifting heavily in his chair. I was flattered that she wanted to speak to me, because of all the older girls I admired her most. "Is something happening?" When the melody rose, her voice broke up sweetly, following it, in a way contralto voices have, and each change tipped out a little of her warm human magic upon the air. His family were enormously wealthy--even in college his freedom with money was a matter for reproach--but now he'd left Chicago and come east in a fashion that rather took your breath away: for instance he'd brought down a string of polo ponies from Lake Forest. "Never had a drink before but oh, how I do enjoy it.". I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life. on 2-49 accounts, Save 30% "And you found he was an Oxford man," said Jordan helpfully. ", "You don't understand," said Gatsby, with a touch of panic. In one of the windows over the garage the curtains had been moved aside a little and Myrtle Wilson was peering down at the car. As we started through the gate into the cemetery I heard a car stop and then the sound of someone splashing after us over the soggy ground. Mr. Gatsby's dead.". "I almost made a mistake, too," she declared vigorously. When we came into the station he was next to me and his white shirt-front pressed against my arm--and so I told him I'd have to call a policeman, but he knew I lied. .". She's got my hair and shape of the face.". It occurred to me that he had been very slowly bending toward her all evening to attain this proximity, and even while I watched I saw him stoop one ultimate degree and kiss at her cheek. She looked around to see who was listening: " 'Oh, is that your suit?' He stared at me without a word and I knew I had guessed right about those missing hours. His life had been confused and disordered since then, but if he could once return to a certain starting place and go over it all slowly, he could find out what that thing was. I am, and you are and you are and----" After an infinitesimal hesitation he included Daisy with a slight nod and she winked at me again. " I called up Daisy from the office next morning and invited her to come to tea. "I've been trying to get you to New York all afternoon. We passed Port Roosevelt, where there was a glimpse of red-belted ocean-going ships, and sped along a cobbled slum lined with the dark, undeserted saloons of the faded gilt nineteen-hundreds. ", "Ask Myrtle," said Tom, breaking into a short shout of laughter as Mrs. Wilson entered with a tray. they cried together. "Big chance," Wilson smiled faintly. He jumped off to give me a better view. ", "What happened--that's what I want to know!". They were careless people, Tom and Daisy--they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made. What do you expect?". "We'll go downstairs," interrupted Gatsby. I looked at the house: there were two or three bright windows downstairs and the pink glow from Daisy's room on the second floor. cried Jordan dismally. The relentless beating heat was beginning to confuse me and I had a bad moment there before I realized that so far his suspicions hadn't alighted on Tom. Instead of taking the short cut along the Sound we went down the road and entered by the big postern. The "death car" as the newspapers called it, didn't stop; it came out of the gathering darkness, wavered tragically for a moment and then disappeared around the next bend. "I am, though," she said with a visible effort. I stared at him and then at Tom, who had made a parallel discovery less than an hour before--and it occurred to me that there was no difference between men, in intelligence or race, so profound as the difference between the sick and the well. On a chance we tried an important-looking door, and walked into a high Gothic library, panelled with carved English oak, and probably transported complete from some ruin overseas. ", "Well, if you're a poor driver you oughtn't to try driving at night. "He becomes very sentimental sometimes," explained Gatsby. he snapped authoritatively. There was dancing now on the canvas in the garden, old men pushing young girls backward in eternal graceless circles, superior couples holding each other tortuously, fashionably and keeping in the corners--and a great number of single girls dancing individualistically or relieving the orchestra for a moment of the burden of the banjo or the traps. ", "No, this afternoon. In various unrevealed capacities he had come in contact with such people but always with indiscernible barbed wire between. Gatsby, pale as death, with his hands plunged like weights in his coat pockets, was standing in a puddle of water glaring tragically into my eyes. "I'm much obliged but I couldn't take on any more work.". We'll follow you in the coup.". Then Mr. McKee turned and continued on out the door. He concentrated with an effort. He was left with his singularly appropriate education; the vague contour of Jay Gatsby had filled out to the substantiality of a man. No telephone message arrived but the butler went without his sleep and waited for it until four o'clock--until long after there was any one to give it to if it came. I was relieved too for that seemed to promise another friend at Gatsby's grave. A chauffeur in a uniform of robin's egg blue crossed my lawn early that Saturday morning with a surprisingly formal note from his employer--the honor would be entirely Gatsby's, it said, if I would attend his "little party" that night. ", "Go to Atlantic City for a week, or up to Montreal.". A little champagne? "You're morbid, George," said his friend. "I waited, and about four o'clock she came to the window and stood there for a minute and then turned out the light.". "It's an old clock," I told them idiotically. Come on--we're all going to town.". He ate more than four dollars' worth of food in half an hour.". He talked a lot about the past and I gathered that he wanted to recover something, some idea of himself perhaps, that had gone into loving Daisy. ", "I beg your pardon," said Mr. Wolfshiem, "I had a wrong man.". It was a cold fall day with fire in the room and her cheeks flushed. The Great Gatsby (2013) - IMDb ", "Oxford, New Mexico," snorted Tom contemptuously, "or something like that.". They're so intimate. "We won't be late if we start now," she insisted aloud. I looked at Miss Baker wondering what it was she "got done." "You'd better come home and get some sleep. ". "And I don't understand why you won't come out frankly and tell me what you want. She had a debut after the Armistice, and in February she was presumably engaged to a man from New Orleans. Their eyes met, and they stared together at each other, alone in space. "They'll keep out of my way," she insisted. He winced. Standing behind him Michaelis saw with a shock that he was looking at the eyes of Doctor T. J. Eckleburg which had just emerged pale and enormous from the dissolving night. With a reluctant backward glance the well-disciplined child held to her nurse's hand and was pulled out the door, just as Tom came back, preceding four gin rickeys that clicked full of ice. On the last night, with my trunk packed and my car sold to the grocer, I went over and looked at that huge incoherent failure of a house once more. "Wouldn't you like some coffee?" Watching Tom I saw the wad of muscle back of his shoulder tighten under his coat. The notion originated with Daisy's suggestion that we hire five bathrooms and take cold baths, and then assumed more tangible form as "a place to have a mint julep." Myrtle Wilson's body wrapped in a blanket and then in another blanket as though she suffered from a chill in the hot night lay on a work table by the wall and Tom, with his back to us, was bending over it, motionless. inquired Tom. I was down there at a party about a month ago. "Do you mean you've been thinking over what I proposed the other night?". So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight. The late afternoon sky bloomed in the window for a moment like the blue honey of the Mediterranean--then the shrill voice of Mrs. McKee called me back into the room. ", "Why, yes. The next April Daisy had her little girl and they went to France for a year. . ", "I didn't hear it. It was a random shot, and yet the reporter's instinct was right. He won't annoy you. Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope. . The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald 4,836,463 ratings, 3.93 average rating, 93,974 reviews The Great Gatsby Quotes Showing 1-30 of 1,221 "So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past." F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby tags: book , inspirational 12265 likes Like But he would be uneasy anyhow until he had given them something, realizing in a vague way that that was all they came for. Though I was curious to see her I had no desire to meet her--but I did. Well, he's no use to us if Detroit is his idea of a small town. It made no difference to me. He was very glad to pick up some money, old sport. The prolonged and tumultuous argument that ended by herding us into that room eludes me, though I have a sharp physical memory that, in the course of it, my underwear kept climbing like a damp snake around my legs and intermittent beads of sweat raced cool across my back. ", "Jimmy was bound to get ahead. "Of course I'm not likely to see anybody, but if I do. Daisy began to sing with the music in a husky, rhythmic whisper, bringing out a meaning in each word that it had never had before and would never have again. We'll ride around and meet you after." He had to polish it from morning till night until finally it began to affect his nose----". A lemonade? .old sport.". "If you want anything just ask for it, old sport," he urged me. We went upstairs, through period bedrooms swathed in rose and lavender silk and vivid with new flowers, through dressing rooms and poolrooms, and bathrooms with sunken baths--intruding into one chamber where a dishevelled man in pajamas was doing liver exercises on the floor.
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