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Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her  If you can bounce high, bounce for her too, Till she cry    Lover, gold-hat...
Chapter 1  I  n my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I   ve been turning over in my min...
ther snobbishly suggested, and I snobbishly repeat a sense of the fundamental decencies is parcelled out unequally at birt...
raways are something of a clan and we have a tradition that we   re descended from the Dukes of Buccleuch, but the actual ...
out to the country alone. I had a dog, at least I had him for a few days until he ran away, and an old Dodge and a Finnish...
It was a matter of chance that I should have rented a house in one of the strangest communities in North America. It was o...
view of the water, a partial view of my neighbor   s lawn, and the consoling proximity of millionaires   all for eighty do...
And so it happened that on a warm windy evening I drove over to East Egg to see two old friends whom I scarcely knew at al...
he seemed to say,    just because I   m stronger and more of a man than you are.    We were in the same Senior Society, an...
the whip and snap of the curtains and the groan of a picture on the wall. Then there was a boom as Tom Buchanan shut the r...
apology arose to my lips. Almost any exhibition of complete self sufficiency draws a stunned tribute from me. I looked bac...
   What you doing, Nick        I   m a bond man.       Who with     I told him.    Never heard of them,    he remarked dec...
breasted girl, with an erect carriage which she accentuated by throwing her body backward at the shoulders like a young ca...
Before I could answer her eyes fastened with an awed expression on her little finger.    Look     she complained.    I hur...
   I   ve gotten to be a terrible pessimist about things. Have you read    The Rise of the Coloured Empires    by this man...
cally.    It   s about the butler   s nose. Do you want to hear about the butler   s nose        That   s why I came over ...
went into the house. Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance consciously devoid of meaning. I was about to speak when sh...
or White Star Line. He   s singing away          her voice sang          It   s romantic, isn   t it, Tom        Very roma...
   We don   t know each other very well, Nick,    she said suddenly.    Even if we are cousins. You didn   t come to my we...
attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said. It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening ha...
Hot Springs and Palm Beach. I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgott...
   Did I     She looked at me.    I can   t seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race. Yes, I   m sure...
really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book. Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ide...
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Chapter 2  A  bout half way between West Egg and New York the motor-road hastily joins the railroad and runs beside it for...
emn dumping ground. The valley of ashes is bounded on one side by a small foul river, and when the drawbridge is up to let...
restaurant approached by a trail of ashes  the third was a garage   Repairs. GEORGE B. WILSON. Cars Bought and Sold   and ...
but there was an immediately perceptible vitality about her as if the nerves of her body were continually smouldering. She...
York. He   s so dumb he doesn   t know he   s alive.    So Tom Buchanan and his girl and I went up together to New York   ...
The man peered doubtfully into the basket, plunged in his hand and drew one up, wriggling, by the back of the neck.    Tha...
   Come on,    she urged.    I   ll telephone my sister Catherine. She   s said to be very beautiful by people who ought t...
in the saucer of milk all afternoon. Meanwhile Tom brought out a bottle of whiskey from a locked bureau door. I have been ...
He had just shaved for there was a white spot of lather on his cheekbone and he was most respectful in his greeting to eve...
   I like your dress,    remarked Mrs. McKee,    I think it   s adorable.    Mrs. Wilson rejected the compliment by raisin...
flounced over to the dog, kissed it with ecstasy and swept into the kitchen, implying that a dozen chefs awaited her order...
   Ask Myrtle,    said Tom, breaking into a short shout of laughter as Mrs. Wilson entered with a tray.    She   ll give y...
   Really.       Just last year. I went over there with another girl.       Stay long        No, we just went to Monte Car...
I was crazy about him  I never was any more crazy about him than I was about that man there.    She pointed suddenly at me...
variety of life. Myrtle pulled her chair close to mine, and suddenly her warm breath poured over me the story of her first...
photograph of a man of action. Taking out my handkerchief I wiped from his cheek the remains of the spot of dried lather t...
   Where        Anywhere.       Keep your hands off the lever,    snapped the elevator boy.    I beg your pardon,    said ...
Chapter 3  T  here was music from my neighbor   s house through the summer nights. In his blue gardens men and girls came ...
lights to make a Christmas tree of Gatsby   s enormous garden. On buffet tables, garnished with glistening horsd   oeuvre,...
become for a sharp, joyous moment the center of a group and then excited with triumph glide on through the seachange of fa...
Gatsby in a majestic hand. Dressed up in white flannels I went over to his lawn a little after seven and wandered around r...
unnaturally loud across the garden.    I thought you might be here,    she responded absently as I came up.    I remembere...
inside of a week I got a package from Croirier   s with a new evening gown in it.       Did you keep it     asked Jordan. ...
necessary to whisper about in this world. The first supper   there would be another one after midnight   was now being ser...
books. As we entered he wheeled excitedly around and examined Jordan from head to foot.    What do you think     he demand...
somewhere last night. I   ve been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library.     ...
of champagne and the scene had changed before my eyes into something significant, elemental and profound. At a lull in the...
   I thought you knew, old sport. I   m afraid I   m not a very good host.    He smiled understandingly   much more than u...
   Where is he from, I mean  And what does he do        Now YOU   re started on the subject,    she answered with a wan sm...
a big sensation.    He smiled with jovial condescension and added    Some sensation     whereupon everybody laughed.    Th...
clothes   there was a jauntiness about her movements as if she had first learned to walk upon golf courses on clean, crisp...
der by dissension. One of the men was talking with curious intensity to a young actress, and his wife after attempting to ...
   Why,   about an hour.       It was   simply amazing,    she repeated abstractedly.    But I swore I wouldn   t tell it ...
illuminated a bizarre and tumultuous scene. In the ditch beside the road, right side up but violently shorn of one wheel, ...
An awed hush fell upon the bystanders.    Do you want to commit suicide        You   re lucky it was just a wheel  A bad d...
At least a dozen men, some of them little better off than he was, explained to him that wheel and car were no longer joine...
had a short affair with a girl who lived in Jersey City and worked in the accounting department, but her brother began thr...
theatre district, I felt a sinking in my heart. Forms leaned together in the taxis as they waited, and voices sang, and th...
sible. She was incurably dishonest. She wasn   t able to endure being at a disadvantage, and given this unwillingness I su...
them     Love, Nick,    and all I could think of was how, when that certain girl played tennis, a faint mustache of perspi...
Chapter 4  O  n Sunday morning while church bells rang in the villages along shore the world and its mistress returned to ...
Auerbach and Mr. Chrystie   s wife  and Edgar Beaver, whose hair they say turned cotton-white one winter afternoon for no ...
he had any other home. Of theatrical people there were Gus Waize and Horace O   Donavan and Lester Meyer and George Duckwe...
out a burst of melody from its three noted horn. It was the first time he had called on me though I had gone to two of his...
he had become simply the proprietor of an elaborate roadhouse next door. And then came that disconcerting ride. We hadn   ...
   I see.       My family all died and I came into a good deal of money.    His voice was solemn as if the memory of that ...
Little Montenegro  He lifted up the words and nodded at them   with his smile. The smile comprehended Montenegro   s troub...
ought to know something about me. I didn   t want you to think I was just some nobody. You see, I usually find myself amon...
Taking a white card from his wallet he waved it before the man   s eyes.    Right you are,    agreed the policeman, tippin...
lar I met Gatsby for lunch. Blinking away the brightness of the street outside my eyes picked him out obscurely in the ant...
   The old Metropole.    The old Metropole,    brooded Mr. Wolfshiem gloomily.    Filled with faces dead and gone. Filled ...
other time.       I beg your pardon,    said Mr. Wolfshiem,    I had a wrong man.    A succulent hash arrived, and Mr. Wol...
   He went to Oggsford College in England. You know Oggsford College        I   ve heard of it.       It   s one of the mo...
fifty years old, and I won   t impose myself on you any longer.    As he shook hands and turned away his tragic nose was t...
hello to someone.    When he saw us Tom jumped up and took half a dozen steps in our direction.    Where   ve you been    ...
lor demanded the privilege of monopolizing her that night,    anyways, for an hour     When I came opposite her house that...
short-sighted young men in town who couldn   t get into the army at all. By the next autumn she was gay again, gay as ever...
took it into the tub with her and squeezed it up into a wet ball, and only let me leave it in the soap dish when she saw t...
wild, but she came out with an absolutely perfect reputation. Perhaps because she doesn   t drink. It   s a great advantag...
   Why not        Gatsby bought that house so that Daisy would be just across the bay.    Then it had not been merely the ...
       I don   t want to do anything out of the way     he kept saying.    I want to see her right next door.       When I...
Chapter 5  W  hen I came home to West Egg that night I was afraid for a moment that my house was on fire. Two o   clock an...
ing to call up Daisy tomorrow and invite her over here to tea.       Oh, that   s all right,    he said carelessly.    I d...
happens to be a rather confidential sort of thing.    I realize now that under different circumstances that conversation m...
search for her among soggy white-washed alleys and to buy some cups and lemons and flowers. The flowers were unnecessary, ...
taking place outside. Finally he got up and informed me in an uncertain voice that he was going home.    Why   s that     ...
   I don   t think so,    she said innocently.    Why     We went in. To my overwhelming surprise the living room was dese...
momentarily at me and his lips parted with an abortive attempt at a laugh. Luckily the clock took this moment to tilt dang...
   I   ve got to speak to you about something before you go.    He followed me wildly into the kitchen, closed the door an...
their roofs thatched with straw. Perhaps their refusal took the heart out of his plan to Found a Family   he went into an ...
hands.    It   s stopped raining.       Has it     When he realized what I was talking about, that there were twinkle-bell...
   Oh, I   ve been in several things,    he corrected himself.    I was in the drug business and then I was in the oil bus...
We went upstairs, through period bedrooms swathed in rose and lavender silk and vivid with new flowers, through dressing r...
an inconceivable pitch of intensity. Now, in the reaction, he was running down like an overwound clock. Recovering himself...
Daisy put her arm through his abruptly but he seemed absorbed in what he had just said. Possibly it had occurred to him th...
of a small town   .    He rang off.    Come here QUICK     cried Daisy at the window. The rain was still falling, but the ...
full of light. In the music room Gatsby turned on a solitary lamp beside the piano. He lit Daisy   s cigarette from a trem...
IN BETWEEN TIME       As I went over to say goodbye I saw that the expression of bewilderment had come back into Gatsby   ...
Chapter 6  A  bout this time an ambitious young reporter from New York arrived one morning at Gatsby   s door and asked hi...
he saw Dan Cody   s yacht drop anchor over the most insidious flat on Lake Superior. It was James Gatz who had been loafin...
grotesque and fantastic conceits haunted him in his bed at night. A universe of ineffable gaudiness spun itself out in his...
had been coasting along all too hospitable shores for five years when he turned up as James Gatz   s destiny at Little Gir...
Gatsby drank so little. Sometimes in the course of gay parties women used to rub champagne into his hair  for himself he f...
habit who had been there previously.    I   m delighted to see you,    said Gatsby standing on his porch.    I   m delight...
   Next door.       That so     Mr. Sloane didn   t enter into the conversation but lounged back haughtily in his chair  t...
my car. Excuse me for just a minute.    The rest of us walked out on the porch, where Sloane and the lady began an impassi...
Or perhaps I had merely grown used to it, grown to accept West Egg as a world complete in itself, with its own standards a...
   Mrs. Buchanan     and Mr. Buchanan          After an instant   s hesitation he added     the polo player.       Oh no, ...
We were at a particularly tipsy table. That was my fault    Gatsby had been called to the phone and I   d enjoyed these sa...
standing with Daisy and watching the moving picture director and his Star. They were still under the white plum tree and t...
He was silent for a moment. The pebbles of the drive crunched under his feet.    Well, he certainly must have strained him...
of that year, was drifting out the open door. After all, in the very casualness of Gatsby   s party there were romantic po...
He wanted nothing less of Daisy than that she should go to Tom and say     I never loved you.    After she had obliterated...
they came to a place where there were no trees and the sidewalk was white with moonlight. They stopped here and turned tow...
Chapter 7  I  t was when curiosity about Gatsby was at its highest that the lights in his house failed to go on one Saturd...
village was that the new people weren   t servants at all. Next day Gatsby called me on the phone.    Going away     I inq...
   Oh, my     she gasped. I picked it up with a weary bend and handed it back to her, holding it at arm   s length and by ...
   We can   t move,    they said together. Jordan   s fingers, powdered white over their tan, rested for a moment in mine....
   You forget there   s a lady present,    said Jordan. Daisy looked around doubtfully.    You kiss Nick too.       What a...
   She doesn   t look like her father,    explained Daisy.    She looks like me. She   s got my hair and shape of the face...
blessed isles.    There   s sport for you,    said Tom, nodding.    I   d like to be out there with him for about an hour....
innocently.    You know the advertisement of the man             All right,    broke in Tom quickly,    I   m perfectly wi...
upper window.    I   ll get some whiskey,    answered Tom. He went inside. Gatsby turned to me rigidly     I can   t say a...
sy looked at Tom frowning and an indefinable expression, at once definitely unfamiliar and vaguely recognizable, as if I h...
   What     Confused, he stared at us as we laughed.    A medium        About Gatsby.       About Gatsby  No, I haven   t....
   I   m sick,    said Wilson without moving.    I been sick all day.       What   s the matter        I   m all run down....
   What do I owe you     demanded Tom harshly.    I just got wised up to something funny the last two days,    remarked Wi...
sciousness of being observed and one emotion after another crept into her face like objects into a slowly developing pictu...
   We   ll meet you on some corner. I   ll be the man smoking two cigarettes.       We can   t argue about it here,    Tom...
turning around.    There aren   t any more.       Well, we   d better telephone for an axe             The thing to do is ...
room below.    Imagine marrying anybody in this heat     cried Jordan dismally.    Still   I was married in the middle of ...
him. He was a friend of Daisy   s.       He was not,    she denied.    I   d never seen him before. He came down in the pr...
That   s why I can   t really call myself an Oxford man.    Tom glanced around to see if we mirrored his unbelief. But we ...
white.    Flushed with his impassioned gibberish he saw himself standing alone on the last barrier of civilization.    We ...
tions.    Sit down Daisy.    Tom   s voice groped unsuccessfully for the paternal note.    What   s been going on  I want ...
ing scorn     Do you know why we left Chicago  I   m surprised that they didn   t treat you to the story of that little sp...
to sob helplessly.    I did love him once   but I loved you too.    Gatsby   s eyes opened and closed.    You loved me TOO...
that bunch that hangs around with Meyer Wolfshiem   that much I happen to know. I   ve made a little investigation into yo...
chin. Then I turned back to Gatsby   and was startled at his expression. He looked   and this is said in all contempt for ...
   Nick     He asked again.    What        Want any        No     I just remembered that today   s my birthday.    I was t...
his neighbor was trying to persuade him a violent racket broke out overhead.    I   ve got my wife locked in up there,    ...
The    death car    as the newspapers called it, didn   t stop  it came out of the gathering darkness, wavered tragically ...
a gasping moan.    There   s some bad trouble here,    said Tom excitedly. He reached up on tiptoes and peered over a circ...
Presently Tom lifted his head with a jerk and after staring around the garage with glazed eyes addressed a mumbled incoher...
forty. Going fifty, sixty.       Come here and let   s have your name. Look out now. I want to get his name.    Some words...
Some dim impulse moved the policeman to look suspiciously at Tom.    And what color   s your car        It   s a blue car,...
dows bloomed with light among the vines.    Daisy   s home,    he said. As we got out of the car he glanced at me and frow...
I hadn   t gone twenty yards when I heard my name and Gatsby stepped from between two bushes into the path. I must have fe...
   Well, I tried to swing the wheel          He broke off, and suddenly I guessed at the truth.    Was Daisy driving      ...
out that Daisy had been driving. He might think he saw a connection in it   he might think anything. I looked at the house...
and get some sleep.    He shook his head.    I want to wait here till Daisy goes to bed. Good night, old sport.    He put ...
Chapter 8  I  couldn   t sleep all night  a fog-horn was groaning incessantly on the Sound, and I tossed half-sick between...
   You ought to go away,    I said.    It   s pretty certain they   ll trace your car.       Go away NOW, old sport       ...
value in his eyes. He felt their presence all about the house, pervading the air with the shades and echoes of still vibra...
was breathless, who was somehow betrayed. Her porch was bright with the bought luxury of star-shine  the wicker of the set...
before he went to the front and following the Argonne battles he got his majority and the command of the divisional machin...
hand. That force took shape in the middle of spring with the arrival of Tom Buchanan. There was a wholesome bulkiness abou...
sistible journey to Louisville on the last of his army pay. He stayed there a week, walking the streets where their footst...
   I   m going to drain the pool today, Mr. Gatsby. Leaves   ll start falling pretty soon and then there   s always troubl...
geous pink rag of a suit made a bright spot of color against the white steps and I thought of the night when I first came ...
   Suppose I don   t go to Southampton, and come into town this afternoon        No   I don   t think this afternoon.     ...
ing. When they convinced her of this she immediately fainted as if that was the intolerable part of the affair. Someone ki...
asked you a question. Did you ever have any children     The hard brown beetles kept thudding against the dull light and w...
   This     he inquired, holding it up. Wilson stared and nodded.    I found it yesterday afternoon. She tried to tell me ...
Mrs. Wilson had been running away from her husband, rather than trying to stop any particular car.    How could she of bee...
   That   s an advertisement,    Michaelis assured him. Something made him turn away from the window and look back into th...
word with the butler that if any one phoned word was to be brought to him at the pool. He stopped at the garage for a pneu...
up the front steps was the first thing that alarmed any one. But they knew then, I firmly believe. With scarcely a word sa...
Chapter 9  A  fter two years I remember the rest of that day, and that night and the next day, only as an endless drill of...
than she could endure. So Wilson was reduced to a man    deranged by grief    in order that the case might remain in its s...
Information, but by the time I had the number it was long after five and no one answered the phone.    Will you ring again...
Dear Mr. Carraway. This has been one of the most terrible shocks of my life to me I hardly can believe it that it is true ...
   Hello     I interrupted breathlessly.    Look here   this isn   t Mr. Gatsby. Mr. Gatsby   s dead.    There was a long ...
I took him into the drawing-room, where his son lay, and left him there. Some little boys had come up on the steps and wer...
from the bed, and lay down stiffly   was instantly asleep. That night an obviously frightened person called up and demande...
less without them. My address is care of B. F.          I didn   t hear the rest of the name because I hung up the receive...
She took a step toward me and began to slide her hands indignantly up and down her hips.    You young men think you can fo...
some work for a client of mine up to Albany. We were so thick like that in everything       He held up two bulbous fingers...
went next door and found Mr. Gatz walking up and down excitedly in the hall. His pride in his son and in his son   s posse...
Rise from bed                    . 6.00 A.M. Dumbbell exercise and wall-scaling         6.15-6.30 A.M. Study electricity, ...
and the servants came in and stood waiting in the hall, his eyes began to blink anxiously and he spoke of the rain in a wo...
   Neither could anybody else.       Go on     He started.    Why, my God  they used to go there by the hundreds.    He to...
the lost Swede towns but the thrilling, returning trains of my youth and the street lamps and sleigh bells in the frosty d...
the wind blew the wet laundry stiff on the line I decided to come back home. There was one thing to be done before I left,...
other bad driver  Well, I met another bad driver, didn   t I  I mean it was careless of me to make such a wrong guess. I t...
crazy enough to kill me if I hadn   t told him who owned the car. His hand was on a revolver in his pocket every minute he...
it was he who drove Daisy and Gatsby over to East Egg the night of the accident and perhaps he had made a story about it a...
this continent, compelled into an aesthetic contemplation he neither understood nor desired, face to face for the last tim...