That was nineteen-seventeen. By the next year I had a few boyfriends myself, and I began to play in tournaments, so I didn't see Daisy very often…Wild rumors were circulating about her--how her mother had found her packing her bag one winter night to go to New York and say goodbye to a soldier who was going overseas…
By the next autumn she was gay again. In June she married Tom Buchanan of Chicago with more pomp and circumstance than Louisville ever knew before…
Well, about six weeks ago, she heard the name Gatsby for the first time in years. It was when I asked you--do you remember?--if you knew Gatsby in West Egg. After you had gone home she came into my room and woke me up, and said "What Gatsby?" and when I described him--I was half asleep--she said in the strangest voice that it must be the man she used to know. It wasn't until then that I connected this Gatsby with the officer in her white car…
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