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Chapter 5 W henIcamehometoWestEggthatnightIwasafraidfor a moment that my house was on fire. Two o’clock and thewholecornerofthep ...
“I want to get the grass cut,” he said. Webothlooked atthegrass —therewas a sharp linewhere myraggedlawnendedandthedarker,well-k ...
“What?” “Don’t bring Tom.” “Who is ‘Tom’?” she asked innocently. The day agreed upon was pouring rain. At eleven o’clock a manin ...
“Nobody’s coming to tea. It’s too late!” He looked at his watchas ifthere was some pressingdemand on histimeelse- where. “I can’ ...
loud beating ofmy own heart I pulled the doorto against the increasing rain. Forhalfa minutetherewasn’ta sound.Thenfromtheliving ...
as calmness wasn’t an end in itself, I made an excuse at the first possible moment, and got to my feet. “Where are you going?” d ...
After half an hour, the sun shone again, and the grocer’s automobile rounded Gatsby’s drive with the raw material for hisservant ...
I agreed that it was splendid. “Yes.” His eyes went over it, every arched door and square tower. “It took me just three years to ...
intruding into one chamber where a dishevelled man in paja- mas was doing liver exercises on the floor. It was Mr. Klipspringer, ...
faintorange, and monogramsofIndian blue. Suddenly,with a strainedsound, Daisy bent herhead intothe shirts and began to cry storm ...
“Yes....well,Ican’ttalknow.... Ican’t talknow,oldsport... .Isaida SMALLtown....hemustknowwhatasmalltownis... . well, he’s no use ...
“Don’t talk so much, old sport,” commanded Gatsby. “Play!” “IN THE MORNING, IN THE EVENING, AIN’T WE GOT FUN——” Outsidethewindwa ...
Chapter 6 A bout this time an ambitious young reporter from New Yorkarrived onemorningatGatsby’sdoorandasked him if he had anyth ...
I suppose he’d had the name ready for a long time, even then. His parents were shiftlessand unsuccessful farm people — his imagi ...
Codywas fiftyyears oldthen, aproductoftheNevadasilver fields,ofthe Yukon,ofeveryrush formetal sinceseventy-five. Thetransactions ...
Andit was fromCodythathe inheritedmoney— a legacyof twenty-fivethousanddollars. He didn’t getit.He never under- stoodthelegal de ...
Movedbyanirresistibleimpulse,GatsbyturnedtoTom,who had accepted the introduction as a stranger. “I believe we’ve met somewhere b ...
Therestofuswalkedoutontheporch,whereSloaneandthe lady began an impassioned conversation aside. “MyGod,Ibelievetheman’scoming,”sa ...
mention my name. Or present a green card. I’m giving out green ——” “Look around,” suggested Gatsby. “I’m looking around. I’m hav ...
looked around after a moment and told me thegirl was “com- monbutpretty,”and Iknewthatexceptforthehalf-hourshe’d been alone with ...
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