He sat down miserably, as if I had pushed him, and simultaneously there was the
sound of a motor turning into my lane. We both jumped up, and, a little harrowed
myself, I went out into the yard.
Under the dripping bare lilac-trees a large open car was com
With his hands still in his coat pockets he stalked by me into the hall, turned
sharply as if he were on a wire, and disappeared into the living-room. It wasnt a
bit funny. Aware of the loud beating of my own heart I pulled the door to against
opened nervously, and Gatsby, in a white flannel suit, silver shirt, and goldcolored tie, hurried in. He was pale, and there were dark signs of sleeplessness
beneath his eyes.
Is everything all right? he asked immediately.
The grass looks fine, if thats w
The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald
When I came home to West Egg that night I was afraid for a moment that my
house was on fire. Two oclock and the whole corner of the peninsula was blazing
with light, which fell unreal on the shrubbery and
I realize now that under different circumstances that conversation might have
been one of the crises of my life. But, because the offer was obviously and
tactlessly for a service to be rendered, I had no choice except to cut him off there.
Ive got my hand
Oh, thats all right, he said carelessly. I dont want to put you to any trouble.
What day would suit you?
What day would suit you? he corrected me quickly. I dont want to put you to
any trouble, you see.
How about the day after to-morrow? He considered for
But it wasnt a coincidence at all.
Gatsby bought that house so that Daisy would be just across the bay.
Then it had not been merely the stars to which he had aspired on that June night.
He came alive to me, delivered suddenly from the womb of his
I dont want to do anything out of the way! he kept saying. I want to see her
right next door.
When I said you were a particular friend of Toms, he started to abandon the
whole idea. He doesnt know very much about Tom, though he says hes read a
I was scared, I can tell you; Id never seen a girl like that before.
Here, deares. She groped around in a waste-basket she had with her on the bed
and pulled out the string of pearls. Take em down-stairs and give em back to
whoever they belong to. Tell em
The next April Daisy had her little girl, and they went to France for a year. I saw
them one spring in Cannes, and later in Deauville, and then they came back to
Chicago to settle down. Daisy was popular in Chicago, as you know. They moved
with a fast cro
eyes on him again for over four years even after Id met him on Long Island I
didnt realize it was the same man.
That was nineteen-seventeen. By the next year I had a few beaux myself, and I
began to play in tournaments, so I didnt see Daisy very often. Sh
(said Jordan Baker that afternoon, sitting up very straight on a straight chair in
the tea-garden at the Plaza Hotel)
I was walking along from one place to another, half on the sidewalks and half
on the lawns. I was happier on the lawns because I had on
Fixed the Worlds Series? I repeated.
The idea staggered me. I remembered, of course, that the Worlds Series had been
fixed in 1919, but if I had thought of it at all I would have thought of it as a thing
that merely happened, the end of some inevitable ch
They were composed of oddly familiar pieces of ivory.
Finest specimens of human molars, he informed me.
Well! I inspected them. Thats a very interesting idea.
Yeah. He flipped his sleeves up under his coat. Yeah, Gatsbys very careful
about women. He would
A small, flat-nosed Jew raised his large head and regarded me with two fine
growths of hair which luxuriated in either nostril. After a moment I discovered his
tiny eyes in the half-darkness.
So I took one look at him, said Mr. Wolfsheim, shaking my hand
Look here, old sport, said Gatsby, leaning toward me, Im afraid I made you a
little angry this morning in the car.
There was the smile again, but this time I held out against it.
I dont like mysteries, I answered. And I dont understand why you wont come
to him with a funny look and says somebody wants to speak to him outside. all
right, says Rosy, and begins to get up, and I pulled him down in his chair.
Let the bastards come in here if they want you, Rosy, but dont you, so help me,
move outside this roo
Right you are, agreed the policeman, tipping his cap. Know you next time, Mr.
Gatsby. Excuse me!
What was that? I inquired.
The picture of Oxford?
I was able to do the commissioner a favor once, and he sends me a Christmas
card every year.
Over the great
Im going to make a big request of you to-day, he said, pocketing his souvenirs
with satisfaction, so I thought you ought to know something about me. I didnt
want you to think I was just some nobody. You see, I usually find myself among
strangers because I
hundred and thirty men with sixteen Lewis guns, and when the infantry came up
at last they found the insignia of three German divisions among the piles of dead.
I was promoted to be a major, and every Allied government gave me a decoration
He saw me looking with admiration at his car.
Its pretty, isnt it, old sport? He jumped off to give me a better view. Havent
you ever seen it before?
Id seen it. Everybody had seen it. It was a rich cream color, bright with nickel,
swollen here and there
He looked at me sideways and I knew why Jordan Baker had believed he was
lying. He hurried the phrase educated at Oxford, or swallowed it, or choked on
it, as though it had bothered him before. And with this doubt, his whole
statement fell to pieces, and
Stonewall Jackson Abrams of Georgia, and the Fishguards and the Ripley Snells.
Snell was there three days before he went to the penitentiary, so drunk out on the
gravel drive that Mrs. Ulysses Swetts automobile ran over his right hand. The
Dancies came, t
Jaqueline, I think, or else Consuela, or Gloria or Judy or June, and their last
names were either the melodious names of flowers and months or the sterner
ones of the great American capitalists whose cousins, if pressed, they would
confess themselves to b
passed so close to some workmen that our fender flicked a button on one mans
Youre a rotten driver, I protested. Either you ought to be more careful, or you
oughtnt to drive at all.
I am careful.
No, youre not.
Well, other people are, she said light
On Sunday morning while church bells rang in the villages alongshore, the world
and its mistress returned to Gatsbys house and twinkled hilariously on his lawn.
Hes a bootlegger, said the young ladies, moving somewhere between his
For a while I lost sight of Jordan Baker, and then in midsummer I found her
again. At first I was flattered to go places with her, because she was a golf
champion, and every one knew her name. Then it was something more. I wasnt
actually in love, but I fe
Wonderff tell me where theres a gasline station?
At least a dozen men, some of them little better off than he was, explained to him
that wheel and car were no longer joined by any physical bond.
Back out, he suggested after a moment. Put her in reverse.
throwing mean looks in my direction, so when she went on her vacation in July I
let it blow quietly away.
I took dinner usually at the Yale Club for some reason it was the gloomiest
event of my day and then I went up-stairs to the library and studied
But I wasnt even trying, he explained indignantly, I wasnt even trying.
An awed hush fell upon the bystanders.
Do you want to commit suicide?
Youre lucky it was just a wheel! A bad driver and not even TRYing!
You dont understand, explained the criminal. I