Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom's, and she laughed with thrilling scorn. 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. The answer to this was unexpected. We had luncheon in the dining-room, darkened, too, against the heat, and drank down nervous gayety with the cold ale. shouted Mrs. Wilson. 8/10, (Gatsby's Estate and Nick Carraway's house set). . It excited him too that many men had already loved Daisy--it increased her value in his eyes. Page : The Great Gatsby - Fitzgerald - 1925.djvu/141 You remind me of a--of a rose, an absolute rose. Great Gatsby Word Search Topics Almost any exhibition of complete self sufficiency draws a stunned tribute from me. I saw right away he was a fine appearing, gentlemanly young man, and when he told me he was an Oggsford I knew I could use him good. Gatsby sprang to his feet, vivid with excitement. The word "sensuous" had the effect of further disquieting Tom but before he could invent a protest the coup came to a stop and Daisy signalled us to draw up alongside. Preceded by what Nick describes as "an absurd, charming little laugh," Daisy's affected but playful stutter suggests that she is a constant performer in social . inquired Jordan of the girl beside her. . "We'll all come over to your next party, Mr. Gatsby," she suggested. . . So he made the most of his time. His wife and his mistress, until an hour ago secure and inviolate, were slipping precipitately from his control. He hurried the phrase "educated at Oxford," or swallowed it or choked on it as though it had bothered him before. 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. Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard.