The great Gatsby chapter 5
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When I came home to West Day that night, I was afraid for a moment that my house was on fire to clock and whole corner. The Valencia was blazing with life, which fell unreal on the shrubbery make thin, long gating glints on the roadside wires. Turning the corner, I saw that it was Gatsby's house from tower to cellar. At first I thought it was another party, a wild route that had resolved itself into hiding, seek or sardines in a box with all of the house will open to the game. But there wasn't a sound only blend in the trees, which the wires made. The lights go off and on again, as if the house had groomed into darkness. That's my taxi, groaned away. I saw Gap be walking towards me across his life. Your place looks like the World fair, I said. Does it? He turned his eyes towards that. Have been gloves and into some of the rooms. Let's go to Coney Island, Old sport in my car. It's too late. Well, suppose you take a plunge in the swimming pool. I haven't made much use of it all summer. I've got to go to bed. All right? He waited. Looking at me with suppressed, even eagerness. I talked with Miss Baker. I said after a moment, I'm going to call up Daisy tomorrow. Invite her over here for tea. Oh, that's all right. He said I don't want to put you to any trouble. What day would suit you? What day would suit you? Corrected quickly. I don't want to put you to any trouble. But the day after tomorrow, he considered for a moment. Then with reluctance, I want to get the grass cut. He said we both looked at the grass. There was sharp live with bracket lawn ended in the dark, Well kept expense of his begins. I suspected that you met my grass. There's another little thing he said uncertainly hesitated. Would you rather put it off for a few days? I asked. Oh, it isn't about that. At least he fumbled with syriza beginning. Why? I thought, why? Look here, old sport, you don't make much money, Do not very much. This seems to assure him and he continued more confidently. I thought you didn't. If you'll pardon me, you see, I carry on a little business on the side. A sort of sideline. You understand?