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noon. Thus far therewas no  difficulty  in  accounting  for his time — there were boys who had seen a man "acting  sort of  crazy, "  and motorists   at 


whom he stared oddly from the  side of the road.  Then  for  three  hours  he  disappeared from view. The police, on the strength ofwhat he said to Michaelis, that he  "had   a  way 


of finding out," supposed that he  gspent that time going from  garage to  garage  thereabout, inquiring for a yellow car. On the other hand, no garage  man  who  had   seen  him  ever 


came forward, and perhaps he had an easier, surer way  of  finding  out  what  he  wanted  to know. By half-past two he was  in West Egg,  where  he    gasked  someone  the  way  to  Gatsby's 


house. So by that time he knew Gatsby's  name. At two o'clock Gatsby  put  on  his  bathing-suit   and  left  gword 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 pneumatic  mattress that had amused  his  guests  during   the 


summer, and the chauffeur helped him pump it up. g Then he gave  instructions  that  the opencar wasn't to be taken out  under any  circumstances   —  and  this  was   strange, 


because the front right fender needed repair. Gatsby shouldered the mattress and  started  for  the  pool. Once he stopped and shi gfted it  


a little, and the chauffeur asked him  if  he  needed  help, but he shook his head  and in a moment     disappeared     among    the    yellowing    trees. 


No telephone message arrived, but  the  butler  went  without his sleep and waited for it until four o'clock — until long  after  there  was  any  one 


to give it to if it came. I have an idea that Gatsby himself didn't  believe  it  would  come, and perhaps he no longer cared. If that wa gs true  he   must  have  felt  that  he  had 


lost  the old warm world, paid a high price for living too long  with    a  single  dream.   He must have looked up at an unfamiliar sky through frightening leaves  and  shivered  as 


he found what a grotesque thinga rose  gis and  how  raw  the  sunlight  was  upon  the scarcely created grhi. a  new world,  material without  being  real,   where poor  ghosts, 


breathing dreams like  air, drifted fortuitously about... like  that  ashen,   fantastic figure gliding toward him through the amorphous trees. 


The chauffeur  —  he  was  one  of  Wolfsheim's  proteges  — heard the shots — afterward he could only say that he hadn't thought  a gnything  much  about   


them. I drove from the station directly to Gatsby's  house  and   my  rushing  anxiously  up the  front steps was the first thing that alarmed any one. But they knew  then,    I  firmly 


believe. With scarcely a word said, four of us, the chauffeur, butler, gardener,   and  I, hurried down to the pool. There was a  faint,   barely  perceptible  movement  of  the   


water  as the fresh flow from one end urged its  way  toward  the  drain  at  the  other  with little ripples that were hardly the shadows  of waves,   the   laden  mattress  moved  irregularly 


down the pool. A small gust of g wind that scarcely corrugated  the  surface  was  enough  to disturb its accidental course with its accidental burden.   the  touch  of  a  chier  of   .


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<p>noon. Thus far there<u>was no  difficulty  in  accounting  for his time — there were boys who had seen a man "acting  sort of  crazy, "  and</u> motorists   at </p>
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whom he stared oddly from the  side of the road.<b>  Then  for  three  hours  he  disappeared from view. The police, on the strength of</b>what he said to Michaelis, that he  "had   a  way </p>
<BR /><BR /><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif, Helvetica, Arial;"></span>
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of finding out," supposed that he  rspent that time going from  garage to  garage  thereabout, inquiring for a yellow car. On the other hand, no garage  man  who  had   seen  him  ever </p>
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came forward, and perhaps he had an easier, surer way  of  finding  out  what  he  wanted  to know. By half-past two he was  in West Egg,  where  he    rasked  someone  the  way  to  Gatsby's </p>
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house. So by that time he knew Gatsby's  name. At two o'clock Gatsby  put  on  his  bathing-suit   and  left  rword with the   butler that if any </p>
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one phoned  word was to be brought to him at  the  pool.   He stopped at the garage for a pneumatic  mattress that had amused  his  guests  during   the </p>
<BR /><BR />
<p align="center" style="font: 11px;">
summer, and the chauffeur helped him pump it up. r Then he gave  instructions  that  the open<u>car wasn't to be taken out  under</u> any  circumstances   —  and  this  was   strange, </p>
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because the front right fender needed repair. Gatsby shouldered the mattress and  started  for  the  pool. Once he stopped and shi rfted it  </p>
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a little, and the chauffeur asked him  if  he  needed  help, but he shook his head  and in a moment     disappeared     among    the    yellowing    trees. </p>
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No telephone message arrived, but  the  butler  went  without his sleep and waited for it until four o'clock — until long  after  there  was  any  one </p>
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to give it to if it came. I have an idea that Gatsby himself didn't  believe  it  would  come, and perhaps he no longer cared. If that wa rs true  he   must  have  felt  that  he  had </p>
<BR /><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif, Helvetica, Arial;"></span>
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lost  the old warm world, paid a high price for living too long  with    a  single  dream.   He must have looked up at an unfamiliar sky through frightening leaves  and  shivered  as </p>
<BR /><BR />
<p align="right" style="font: 13px;">
he found what a grotesque thing<b>a rose  ris and  how  raw  the  sunlight  was  upon  the scarcely created grhi. a  new world,  material without  being  real,   where</b> poor  ghosts, </p>
<BR /><BR /><span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"></span>
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breathing dreams like  air, drifted fortuitously about... like  that  ashen,   fantastic figure gliding toward him through the amorphous trees. </p>
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<p align="right" style="font: 13px;">
The chauffeur  —  he  was  one  of  Wolfsheim's  proteges  — heard the shots — afterward he could only say that he hadn't thought  a rnything  much  about   </p>
<BR /><BR /><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif, Times New Roman, Arial;"></span>
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them. I drove from the station directly to Gatsby's  house  and   my  rushing  anxiously  up the  front steps was the first thing that alarmed any one. But they knew  then,    I  firmly </p>
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believe. With scarcely a word said, four of us, the chauffeur, butler, gardener,   and  I, hurried down to the pool. There was a  faint,   barely  perceptible  movement  of  the   </p>
<BR />
<p>
water  as the fresh flow from one end urged its  way  toward  the  drain  at  the  other  with little ripples that were hardly the shadows  of waves,   the   laden  mattress  moved  irregularly </p>
<BR /><BR /><span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"></span>
<p align="right" style="font: 10px;">
down the pool. A small gust of r wind that scarcely corrugated  the  surface  was  enough  to disturb its accidental course with its accidental burden.   the  touch  of  a  chier  of   .</p>



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