With Jordan's slender golden arm resting in min

c<a title="alled "Wait!"I " href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ea%b0%95%eb%82%a8%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%98%85pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%98%85%eb%8f%84%ea%b3%a1%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%99%8b%ec%88%98%ec%9b%90%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">alled "Wait!"I </a><br>forgot to ask you something, and it's important. We heard you wereengaged to a girl out West.""That's right," corroborated Tom kindly. "We heard that you wer<br><a title="eengaged.""It" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ea%b0%95%eb%82%a8%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%98%85pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%98%85%eb%8f%84%ea%b3%a1%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%99%8b%ec%88%98%ec%9b%90%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">eengaged.""It's libe</a>l. I'm too poor.""But we heard it," insisted Daisy, surprising me by opening up again ina flower-like way. "We heard it from three people so it must be <a title="true."Of course" 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">true."Of course I k</a>new what they were referring to, but I wasn't even vaguelyengaged. The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of thereasons I had come east. Yo<a title="u can't stop goin" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%98%a4%ea%b8%88%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%9d%87www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%99%93%ec%88%98%ec%84%9c%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%99%8f%ec%88%98%ec%98%81%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">u can't stop goi</a>ng with an old friend onaccount of rumors and on the other hand I had no intention of beingrumored into marriage.Their interest rather touched me and made t<a title="hem less remotelyrich--" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%86%8c%ec%82%ac%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%9d%87www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%9d%87%ec%96%91%ec%9e%ac%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%9d%87%ec%86%a1%ed%8c%8c%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">hem less remotelyric</a>h--nevertheless, I was confused and a little disgusted as I droveaway. It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to do was to rush out ofthe house, child<a title=" in arms--but app" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%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"> in arms--bu</a><br>t apparently there were no such intentionsin her head. As for Tom, the fact that he "had some woman in New York"was really less surprising than that he had been<a title=" depressed by a book.S" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%98%a4%ea%b8%88%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%98%82www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%9c%8f%eb%b6%80%ec%b2%9c%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%98%80%ec%98%81%eb%93%b1%ed%8f%ac%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank"> depressed by </a>a book.Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if hissturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart.Already it was dee<br><a title="p summer on ro" 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">p summer on road</a><br>house roofs and in front of waysidegarages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when Ireached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under i<a title="ts shed and sa" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%96%91%ec%9e%ac%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9+pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com+%ec%9a%a9%ec%82%b0%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%98%85%ec%95%88%ec%96%91%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">ts shed and sat fora wh</a>ile on an abandoned grass roller in the yard. The wind had blownoff, leaving a loud bright night with wings beating in the trees anda persistent orga<a title="n sound as the fu" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%82%ac%eb%8b%b9%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%97%86www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%9e%8a%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%99%8b%eb%8c%80%ec%a0%84%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">n sound as the fu</a>ll bellows of the earth blew thefrogs full of life. The silhouette of a moving cat wavered across themoonlight and turning my head to watch it I saw that I<a title=" was notalone--fifty fe" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%9e%a5%ec%95%88%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9d%87www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%99%8f%ec%88%98%ec%a0%95%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9c%8f%ec%9d%b8%ec%b2%9c%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank"> was notalone--fifty fe</a>et away a figure had emerged from the shadow of myneighbor's mansion and was standing with his hands in his pocketsregarding the silver pepper of the<br><a title=" stars. Somethin" 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"> stars. Something in</a> his leisurelymovements and the secure position of his feet upon the lawn suggestedthat it was Mr. Gatsby himself, come out to determine what share wash<a title="is of our local heaven" 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">is of our local he</a>avens.I decided to call to him. Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, andthat would do for an introduction. But I didn't call to him for he gavea sudden<a title=" intimation that he" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ea%b1%b4%eb%8c%80%ec%9e%85%ea%b5%ac%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9d%87pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%98%9c%ec%98%a4%ea%b8%88%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%98%85%ed%8f%89%ed%83%9d%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank"> intimation that he </a>was content to be alone--he stretched out hisarms toward the dark water in a curious way, and far as I was from himI could have sworn he was trembling. <a title="Involuntarily I" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ea%b1%b4%eb%8c%80%ec%9e%85%ea%b5%ac%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%97%80pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%99%93%ea%b0%95%eb%82%a8%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94+%ea%b0%95%ed%99%94%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">Involuntarily</a><br> I glanced seaward--anddistinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away,that might have been the end of a dock. When I looked once more f<a title="or Gatsbyhe had " 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">or Gatsbyhe had vanis</a>hed, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.Chapter 2About half way between West Egg and New York the motor-road hastilyjoins the railroad and r<br><a title="uns beside it for a qua" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%9e%a5%ec%95%88%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%9d%a4www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%98%82%ec%84%b1%eb%82%a8%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%9d%84%ec%95%88%ec%96%91%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">uns beside it f</a>or a quarter of a mile, so as toshrink away from a certain desolate area of land. This is a valley ofashes--a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into<a title=" ridges andh" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%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"> ridges andhills and </a>grotesque gardens where ashes take the forms of houses andchimneys and rising smoke and finally, with a transcendent effort, ofmen who move dimly and a<a title="lready crumbling t" 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">lready crumbling through</a> the powdery air.Occasionally a line of grey cars crawls along an invisible track, givesout a ghastly creak and comes to rest, and immediately the a<a title="sh-greymen swarm up" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%9e%a0%ec%8b%a4%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%99%a5pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com+%eb%b6%84%eb%8b%b9%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%99%8b%eb%a7%8c%ec%95%88%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">sh-greymen swarm up wit</a>h leaden spades and stir up an impenetrable cloudwhich screens their obscure operations from your sight.But above the grey land and the spasms of ble<a title="ak dust which dri" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%82%ac%eb%8b%b9%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%97%86www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%9e%8a%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%99%8b%eb%8c%80%ec%a0%84%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">ak dust which drift</a><br>endlessly over it, you perceive, after a moment, the eyes of Doctor T.J. Eckleburg. The eyes of Doctor T. J. Eckleburg are blue andgigantic--their retina<a title="s are one yard " 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">s are one yard high. T</a><br>hey look out of no face but,instead, from a pair of enormous yellow spectacles which pass over anonexistent nose. Evidently some wild wag of an oculis<a title="t set them ther" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%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">t set them there tofatt</a><br>en his practice in the borough of Queens, and then sank down himselfinto eternal blindness or forgot them and moved away. But his eyes,dimmed a littl<a title="e by many paintless day" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%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">e by many pai</a><br>ntless days under sun and rain, brood on overthe solemn dumping ground.The valley of ashes is bounded on one side by a small foul river, andwhen the drawbridge<a title=" is up to let barges" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%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"> is up to let barges t</a><br>hrough, the passengers onwaiting trains can stare at the dismal scene for as long as half anhour. There is always a halt there of at least a minute an<br><a title="d it wasbecause of thi" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%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">d it wasbecause of t</a><br>his that I first met Tom Buchanan's mistress.The fact that he had one was insisted upon wherever he was known. Hisacquaintances resented the fact that h<a title="e turned up in p" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%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">e turned up in p</a>opularrestaurants with her and, leaving her at a table, sauntered about,chatting with whomsoever he knew. Though I was curious to see her Ihad no desire to <a title="meet her--but I did. I w" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ea%b0%95%eb%82%a8%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%9d%87pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%9d%a4%ec%8b%a0%ec%82%ac%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%9d%a4%ea%b8%88%ec%a0%95%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">meet her--bu</a>t I did. I went up to New York with Tom onthe train one afternoon and when we stopped by the ashheaps he jumpedto his feet and taking hold of my elbow literally<a title=" forced me from t" 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"> forced me from thec</a><br>ar."We're getting off!" he insisted. "I want you to meet my girl."I think he'd tanked up a good deal at luncheon and his determination tohave my company<a title=" borde