So I walked away and left him standing there in

b<a title="oxes--that's afact--an" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%96%91%ec%9e%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%99%a5pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%9d%87%ea%b5%90%eb%8c%80%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%9d%87%ec%95%88%ec%82%b0%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">oxes--that's afact--and</a> he was from Biloxi, Tennessee.""They carried him into my house," appended Jordan, "because we livedjust two doors from the church. And he stayed three weeks, until Daddytold<a title=" him he had to ge" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%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"> him he had to get ou</a><br>t. The day after he left Daddy died." After amoment she added as if she might have sounded irreverent, "Therewasn't any connection.""I used to know a Bill Biloxi from Memphis,"<br><a title=" I remarked."" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%86%8c%ec%82%ac%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%9c%8fpukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%86%97%ec%96%91%ec%9e%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%86%97%ec%86%a1%ed%83%84%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank"> I remarked."</a><br>That was his cousin. I knew his whole family history before he left.He gave me an aluminum putter that I use today."The music had died down as the ceremony began and now a long cheer f<a title="loatedin at the " href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%95%95%ea%b5%ac%ec%a0%95%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8+www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%9d%84%ec%88%98%ec%9b%90%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9d%87%ea%b3%84%ec%96%91%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">loatedin at </a>the window, followed by intermittent cries of "Yea--ea--ea!"and finally by a burst of jazz as the dancing began."We're getting old," said Daisy. "If we were young we'd rise and dance.""<a title="Remember Biloxi," Jor" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%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">Remember Bilo</a>xi," Jordan warned her. "Where'd you know him, Tom?""Biloxi?" He concentrated with an effort. "I didn't know him. He was afriend of Daisy's.""He was not," she denied. "I'd never seen h<br><a title="im before. He came d" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%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">im before. H</a><br>e came down inthe private car.""Well, he said he knew you. He said he was raised in Louisville.Asa Bird brought him around at the last minute and asked if we had roomfor him."Jordan smi<a title="led."He was probably" 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">led."He was proba</a>bly bumming his way home. He told me he was president ofyour class at Yale."Tom and I looked at each other blankly."BilOxi?""First place, we didn't have any president----"Gatsby's <a title="foot beat a shor" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%95%95%ea%b5%ac%ec%a0%95%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8+www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%9d%84%ec%88%98%ec%9b%90%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9d%87%ea%b3%84%ec%96%91%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">foot beat a sh</a>ort, restless tattoo and Tom eyed him suddenly."By the way, Mr. Gatsby, I understand you're an Oxford man.""Not exactly.""Oh, yes, I understand you went to Oxford.""Yes--I went there.<a title=""A pause. Then Tom's" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%eb%8f%84%ea%b3%a1%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%98%85pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%99%8f%ec%8b%a0%ec%82%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%9d%a4%ec%97%b0%ec%88%98%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">"A pause. Then T</a><br>om's voice, incredulous and insulting:"You must have gone there about the time Biloxi went to New Haven."Another pause. A waiter knocked and came in with crushed mint and ice butthe<br><a title=" silence was unbrok" 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"> silence was</a> unbroken by his "Thank you" and the soft closing of thedoor. This tremendous detail was to be cleared up at last."I told you I went there," said Gatsby."I heard you, but I'd like to kn<a title="ow when.""It" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%9a%a9%ec%82%b0%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%9e%8awww.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%98%9c%eb%b6%84%eb%8b%b9%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%99%a5%ec%9c%a0%ec%84%b1%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">ow when.""It</a> was in nineteen-nineteen, I only stayed five months. That's why Ican't really call myself an Oxford man."Tom glanced around to see if we mirrored his unbelief. But we were alllooking a<a title="t Gatsby."It w" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%95%88%ec%96%91%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9+www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%99%8f%ec%84%b1%eb%82%a8%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8+%ec%84%b1%eb%8f%99%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">t Gatsby."It was an</a> opportunity they gave to some of the officers after theArmistice," he continued. "We could go to any of the universities inEngland or France."I wanted to get up and slap him on <br><a title="the back. I ha" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%95%88%ec%96%91%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%99%8bpukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%98%80%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%98%80%eb%a7%88%ed%8f%ac%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">the back. I had one</a> of those renewalsof complete faith in him that I'd experienced before.Daisy rose, smiling faintly, and went to the table."Open the whiskey, Tom," she ordered. "And I'll make you<a title=" a mint julep.Then y" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%eb%8f%84%ea%b3%a1%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%98%85pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%99%8f%ec%8b%a0%ec%82%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%9d%a4%ec%97%b0%ec%88%98%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank"> a mint julep.Then</a> you won't seem so stupid to yourself. . . . Look at the mint!""Wait a minute," snapped Tom, "I want to ask Mr. Gatsby one morequestion.""Go on," Gatsby said politely."What kind o<br><a title="f a row are you trying " href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%84%b1%eb%82%a8%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%98%80www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%98%9c%ec%98%a4%ea%b8%88%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%99%8f%ec%a4%91%eb%9e%91%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">f a row are you try</a><br>ing to cause in my house anyhow?"They were out in the open at last and Gatsby was content."He isn't causing a row." Daisy looked desperately from one to theother. "You're causing<a title=" a row. Please h" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%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"> a row. Please have a li</a><br>ttle self control.""Self control!" repeated Tom incredulously. "I suppose the latest thingis to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife.Well, if that<a title="'s the idea you ca" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%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">'s the idea you</a> can count me out. . . . Nowadays people beginby sneering at family life and family institutions and next they'llthrow everything overboard and have intermarriage between blackand wh<a title="ite."Flushed with his im" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%95%95%ea%b5%ac%ec%a0%95%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%99%93www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%9d%a4%eb%b6%80%ec%b2%9c%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94+%ec%9d%80%ed%8f%89%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">ite."Flushed </a>with his impassioned gibberish he saw himself standing alone onthe last barrier of civilization."We're all white here," murmured Jordan."I know I'm not very popular. I don't give big p<a title="arties. I suppose" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%eb%8f%84%ea%b3%a1%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%98%82pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%99%93%ec%82%ac%eb%8b%b9%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%99%a5%ec%95%88%ec%96%91%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">arties. I suppos</a>eyou've got to make your house into a pigsty in order to have anyfriends--in the modern world."Angry as I was, as we all were, I was tempted to laugh whenever he openedhis mouth. Th<a title="e transition from" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%84%9c%ec%b4%88%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9d%a4pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%98%85%ec%88%98%ec%a0%95%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%99%93%ec%a4%91%ea%b5%ac%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">e transition from l</a>ibertine to prig was so complete."I've got something to tell YOU, old sport,----" began Gatsby. But Daisyguessed at his intention."Please don't!" she interrupted helplessly. "Ple<a title="ase let's all go ho" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ea%b1%b4%eb%8c%80%ec%9e%85%ea%b5%ac%ed%92%80%ec%82%b4%eb%a1%b1%e2%9d%84www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%97%86%ec%88%98%ec%9b%90%ed%92%80%ec%82%b4%eb%a1%b1%e2%86%97%ec%98%b9%ec%a7%84%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">ase let's all go ho</a>me.Why don't we all go home?""That's a good idea." I got up. "Come on, Tom. Nobody wants a drink.""I want to know what Mr. Gatsby has to tell me.""Your wife doesn't love you," sa<a title="id Gatsby. "She's " href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%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">id Gatsby. "She's never </a>loved you.She loves me.""You must be crazy!" exclaimed Tom automatically.Gatsby sprang to his feet, vivid with excitement."She never loved you, do you hear?" he cried. "She <br><a title="only married youbecause" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%9a%a9%ec%82%b0%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%9e%8awww.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%98%9c%eb%b6%84%eb%8b%b9%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%99%a5%ec%9c%a0%ec%84%b1%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">only married yo</a>ubecause I was poor and she was tired of waiting for me. It was a terriblemistake, but in her heart she never loved any one except me!"At this point Jordan and I tried to go but Tom <a title="and Gatsby i" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%98%a5%ec%88%98%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%98%80www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4+%ea%b1%b4%eb%8c%80%ec%9e%85%ea%b5%ac%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%97%86%ec%95%88%ec%96%91%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">and Gatsby insisted wit</a>hcompetitive firmness that we remain--as though neither of them hadanything to conceal and it would be a privilege to partake vicariouslyof their emotions."Sit down Daisy." T<a title="om's voice gr" 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">om's voice groped </a>unsuccessfully for the paternalnote. "What's been going on? I want to hear all about it.""I told you what's been going on," said Gatsby. "Going on for fiveyears--and you didn't kn<a title="ow."Tom turn" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%86%8c%ec%82%ac%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%9c%8fpukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%86%97%ec%96%91%ec%9e%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%86%97%ec%86%a1%ed%83%84%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">ow."Tom turne</a>d to Daisy sharply."You've been seeing this fellow for five years?""Not seeing," said Gatsby. "No, we couldn't meet. But both of us lovedeach other all that time, old sport, and you di<a title="dn't know. I used " href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ea%b1%b4%eb%8c%80%ec%9e%85%ea%b5%ac%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%97%86pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com+%ec%84%9c%ec%b4%88%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%9d%a4%ec%9d%b8%ec%b2%9c%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">dn't know. I </a>used to laughsometimes--"but there was no laughter in his eyes, "to think that youdidn't know.""Oh--that's all." Tom tapped his thick fingers together like a clergymanand leaned back i<a title="n his chair."Y