""Oh, sure," agreed Wilson hurriedly and

c<a title="hamber where " href="https://pims.edu/?s=%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%99%93www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%98%85%ec%98%a4%ea%b8%88%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%9d%87%ec%9c%a0%ec%84%b1%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">hamber where adishevel</a>led man in pajamas was doing liver exercises on the floor. Itwas Mr. Klipspringer, the "boarder." I had seen him wandering hungrilyabout t<br><a title="he beach that " href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%84%9c%ec%b4%88%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9d%87pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%86%97%ec%88%98%ec%84%9c%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9d%87%ec%95%88%ec%96%91%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">he beach that morning. </a><br>Finally we came to Gatsby's own apartment,a bedroom and a bath and an Adam study, where we sat down and drank aglass of some Chartreuse h<a title="e took from a c" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%96%91%ec%9e%ac%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%86%97pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%9d%87%ec%9e%a5%ec%95%88%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8+%eb%b6%80%ed%8f%89%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">e took from a c</a>upboard in the wall.He hadn't once ceased looking at Daisy and I think he revaluedeverything in his house according to the measure of response it<a title=" drewfrom her wel" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%98%a4%ea%b8%88%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%98%82pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%98%82%ec%9e%a5%ec%95%88%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%99%8b%eb%b6%80%ec%b2%9c%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank"> drewfrom her well-l</a><br>oved eyes. Sometimes, too, he stared around at hispossessions in a dazed way as though in her actual and astoundingpresence none of it was a<a title="ny longer real. " href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%98%a4%ea%b8%88%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%9d%a4pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%99%a5%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%9d%84%ed%99%94%ec%84%b1%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">ny longer real. Once </a><br>he nearly toppled down aflight of stairs.His bedroom was the simplest room of all--except where the dresser wasgarnished with a toilet set <a title="of pure dull g" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%95%88%ec%96%91%ed%92%80%ec%82%b4%eb%a1%b1%e2%9d%a4pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%97%80%ea%b0%95%eb%82%a8%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%98%9c%ed%8c%94%eb%8b%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">of pure dull </a><br>gold. Daisy took the brushwith delight and smoothed her hair, whereupon Gatsby sat down andshaded his eyes and began to laugh."It's the funniest th<a title="ing, old sport," he" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ea%b5%90%eb%8c%80%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%9d%a4pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%98%82%ec%98%a4%ea%b8%88%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%99%93%ea%b4%91%ec%a3%bc%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">ing, old sport," he sai</a><br>d hilariously. "I can't--whenI try to----"He had passed visibly through two states and was entering upon a third.After his embarrassment <a title="and his unreasoning " href="https://pims.edu/?s=%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%99%93www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%98%85%ec%98%a4%ea%b8%88%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%9d%87%ec%9c%a0%ec%84%b1%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">and his unreason</a>ing joy he was consumed withwonder at her presence. He had been full of the idea so long, dreamed itright through to the end, waited with his te<a title="eth set, so to " href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%98%a4%ea%b8%88%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%86%97www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%99%a5%eb%b6%84%eb%8b%b9%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%98%82%eb%b6%80%ed%8f%89%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">eth set, so to s</a><br>peak, at aninconceivable pitch of intensity. Now, in the reaction, he was runningdown like an overwound clock.Recovering himself in a minute he <a title="opened for us two hul" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%88%98%ec%84%9c%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%98%82www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%9d%87%ec%82%ac%eb%8b%b9%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%9e%8a%ec%84%b1%eb%8f%99%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">opened for us</a> two hulking patentcabinets which held his massed suits and dressing-gowns and ties, andhis shirts, piled like bricks in stacks a dozen high."I've <a title="got a man in Engla" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%8b%a0%eb%a6%bc%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc+pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%98%85%ec%84%b1%eb%82%a8%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9d%87%ec%a2%85%eb%a1%9c%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">got a man in England w</a><br>ho buys me clothes. He sends over a selectionof things at the beginning of each season, spring and fall."He took out a pile of shirts and <br><a title="began throwing them, o" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%84%9c%ec%b4%88%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%98%80www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%97%80%eb%b6%80%ec%b2%9c%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%9d%a4%ed%8c%94%eb%8b%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">began throwing them</a>, one by onebefore us, shirts of sheer linen and thick silk and fine flannelwhich lost their folds as they fell and covered the table inmany-<a title="colored disar" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%98%a5%ec%88%98%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9+www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%98%82%eb%8f%84%ea%b3%a1%ed%92%80%ec%82%b4%eb%a1%b1%e2%9c%94%ec%88%98%ec%9b%90%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">colored disarray. Wh</a>ile we admired he brought more and the softrich heap mounted higher--shirts with stripes and scrolls and plaids incoral and apple-green and <br><a title="lavender and faint oran" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%88%98%ec%a0%95%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8+pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%9c%8f%ec%95%95%ea%b5%ac%ec%a0%95%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%99%8b%ec%a4%91%ea%b5%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">lavender and f</a><br>aint orange with monograms ofIndian blue. Suddenly with a strained sound, Daisy bent her head intothe shirts and began to cry stormily."They're su<a title="ch beautiful" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%88%98%ec%a0%95%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8+pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%9c%8f%ec%95%95%ea%b5%ac%ec%a0%95%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%99%8b%ec%a4%91%ea%b5%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">ch beautiful sh</a>irts," she sobbed, her voice muffled in thethick folds. "It makes me sad because I've never seen such--such beautifulshirts before."After the hou<br><a title="se, we were to see" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%98%a5%ec%88%98%ed%92%80%ec%82%b4%eb%a1%b1%e2%99%8fwww.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com+%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9c%94%ec%84%b1%eb%b6%81%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">se, we were to see th</a>e grounds and the swimming pool, and thehydroplane and the midsummer flowers--but outside Gatsby's window itbegan to rain again so we stood<br><a title=" in a row loo" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%96%91%ec%9e%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%99%8fpukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%97%80%ec%96%91%ec%9e%ac%ed%92%80%ec%82%b4%eb%a1%b1%e2%9d%84%ec%88%98%ec%98%81%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank"> in a row looking</a> at the corrugatedsurface of the Sound."If it wasn't for the mist we could see your home across the bay," saidGatsby. "You always have a green <br><a title="light that burns all" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%eb%b6%84%eb%8b%b9%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8+www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%97%86%ec%8b%a0%ec%82%ac%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%98%80%ec%95%88%ec%82%b0%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">light that burns all </a>night at the end ofyour dock."Daisy put her arm through his abruptly but he seemed absorbedin what he had just said. Possibly it had occurr<a title="ed to him that thecoloss" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%84%b1%eb%82%a8%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%98%9cpukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%99%a5%ec%82%ac%eb%8b%b9%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%98%80%ec%9d%b4%ec%b2%9c%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">ed to him that theco</a>lossal significance of that light had now vanished forever. Comparedto the great distance that had separated him from Daisy it had seemedver<a title="y near to her, almost " href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%86%8c%ec%82%ac%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%98%9cpukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%9e%8a%ec%9a%a9%ec%82%b0%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%9c%8f%ec%a4%91%eb%9e%91%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">y near to her, almost</a> touching her. It had seemed as close as a starto the moon. Now it was again a green light on a dock. His count ofenchanted objects had dim<a title="inished by on" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8+pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%97%86%eb%b6%84%eb%8b%b9%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%9e%8a%ec%95%88%ec%82%b0%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">inished by one.I began</a> to walk about the room, examining various indefinite objects inthe half darkness. A large photograph of an elderly man in yachtingcostume<a title=" attracted me" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%95%88%ec%96%91%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90+pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com+%ea%b8%88%ed%98%b8%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%98%82%ea%b3%bc%ec%b2%9c%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank"> attracted me, hun</a>g on the wall over his desk."Who's this?""That? That's Mr. Dan Cody, old sport."The name sounded faintly familiar."He's dead now. He used to b<a title="e my best friend years" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ea%b5%90%eb%8c%80%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%9d%a4pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%98%82%ec%98%a4%ea%b8%88%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%99%93%ea%b4%91%ec%a3%bc%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">e my best friend years </a>ago."There was a small picture of Gatsby, also in yachting costume, on thebureau--Gatsby with his head thrown back defiantly--taken appar<a title="entlywhen he " href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%84%b1%ec%88%98%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94+www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%9c%8f%ec%96%91%ec%9e%ac%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%97%80%ec%9d%98%ec%99%95%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">entlywhen he </a>was about eighteen."I adore it!" exclaimed Daisy. "The pompadour! You never told me you hada pompadour--or a yacht.""Look at this," said Gatsby qui<a title="ckly. "Here's a l" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%95%88%ec%96%91%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%98%80pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%86%97%eb%b6%80%ec%b2%9c%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%98%82%ea%b0%95%eb%82%a8%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">ckly. "Here's </a>a lot of clippings--aboutyou."They stood side by side examining it. I was going to ask to see the rubieswhen the phone rang and Gatsby took up the<a title=" receiver."