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But he knew ir was an enormous accidenr that he was in
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Daisy's house. He might have a wonderful future as Jay Gatsby,
WILSON'S RsVENGE bur at present he was a pennilcss young man without a pase.
So he made the most of his time. He rook whar he could get,
couldn't sleep ali night. Toward daybreak I h ard a raxi go wichout worrying about che rights and wrongs of ir - and
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I rhrough the gates ro Gatsby's house, and 1mmed1arely 1 finally he took Daisy, one still October night.
jumped out of bed and began to dress. I felr I had something He had cerrainly taken her under false pretences. He let her
to tell him, something to warn him about, and morning would believe he was from che same social background as her, and
be too late. rhar he was fully able to cake care of her. Bue ir didn'r turn out
! lis front <loor was still open, and he was standing in rhe as he had imagined. He had inrended, probably, to cake what
hall, resting against a cable, heavy with disappointment or sleep. he could and go - but now he found himself deeply involved.
'Noching happened,' he said miserably. 'I waited, and ar Daisy disappeared into her rich house, into her rich, full life,
abour four o'dock she carne to rhe window, stood there for a leaving Gatsby - nothing. He felt married ro her, that was ali.
minute, then turned off the light.' When they met again, two days la ter, ir was Gatsby who was
His house had never seemed so enormous ro me as ir did unsure of himself, who would do anyching ro see her again.
thar night, when we hunred rhrough che grear rooms for
cigarerres. In rhe end we found two old, dried-up ones in a box, 'I can't tell you how surprised I was ro find out I loved her, old
and, rhrowing open rhe garden doors of rhe sitting room, we sport. And she was in !ove wich me too! Well, chere I was, way
sat smoking ourside in thc darkness. off my ambicions, getting deeper in lave every minute, and
'You ought ro go away,' 1 said. 'Someone will recognize your suddenly l didn't care. What was che use of doing grear rhings

car, and tell rhe police.' if I could have a better time telling her what I was going ro do?'
'Go away now, old sport? I can'r possibly leave Daisy unril 1 On che last afcernoon before the army sent him abroad, he
know what she's going ro do.' sac wirh Daisy in his arms for a long, silent time. Now and
Ali his secrets were out in rhe open now, and he would have then she moved a little, and once he kissed her shining hair.
rold me anyrhing, freely, but he wanted ro talk abour Daisy. They had ncver been closer in their month of !ove rhan when
She was rhe firsr 'nice' girl he had ever known. He went to she brushed wordless lips against che shoulder of his coat, or
her house in Louisville, ar first wirh other officers from his when he gencly touched che ends of her fingers.
division, and rhen alone. He had never becn in such a beautiful
house before. Bur whar gave ir an air of brearhless loveliness He did excraordinarily well in the war, and afrerwards was
was rhat Daisy lived there. Ir excired him, roo, thar many men sene to Oxford, alrhough he tried vcry hard to get sent home.
had already loved Daisy- ir made the prizc cvcn more valuable. Daisy's lcttcrs to him were nervous and desperate; she wanted