Gatsby’s yellow car shimmered under the stars and persisted toward its final destination for the night. Gatsby stretched out his hand and reached for Daisy’s. Frozen, Daisy fixed her eyes ahead, showing no acknowledgment of Gatsby’s gesture. ...
Gatsby, not listening to what she said, inquired with anticipation “Will you call me tonight? ... ” repeated Gatsby; “I have a feeling Tom will try something…I’m not quite sure what it is, but I think it’s something. ... ” asked Gatsby in a clueless state.
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