Gatsby sprung from his chair with vigour, as the sound of the spitting car engine sent shivers up his spine. Now on his feet, he rushed over to the window and peered open the curtains to see Daisy, sitting in her car looking out upon Gatsby’s mansion next door. Nick, with an umbrella in his hand, escorted Daisy to the veranda, ever so cautiously minding her rambunctiously ritzy hat sat prominently upon her head.
However, it was in this moment that Gatsby decided to leave through the rear door. Appearances meant everything to him and desperation was not an impression he was willing to make. Quickly, yet quietly, Gatsby leapt to the kitchen and seamlessly exited throughout the back door.
For it not for the rain, Gatsby’s plan was ingenious, however from the second he opened the back door he became drenched. The rain, which was more like mist, was soft and purple like a vaporous amethyst, melting as if it …show more content…
In an attempt to retain some dignity Gatsby, in a sudden rush, pushed away from the window. However, in his panic, he pushed too hard and too fast and ended up falling into a large puddle. His shoes and pockets filled with water and his tan suit was heavy with water. Finally, he got to his feet and made his way to the front door. In his head he was thinking of how he was going to explain to Daisy what he was doing but nothing, realistic an or conceivable came to mind.
Gatsby quivered at the thought of losing Daisy, yet his mind was filled with other thoughts. After many years apart, he wondered whether she had changed and whether she was the same Daisy he knew and once loved. Her physical beauty was never the thing that Gatsby admired most about Daisy, rather it way the way she spoke and presented herself, the sort of class and elegance she conveyed. She represented all of Gatsby’s ambitions and desires and as a result she consumed him in an envious yet romantically passionate
However, it was in this moment that Gatsby decided to leave through the rear door. Appearances meant everything to him and desperation was not an impression he was willing to make. Quickly, yet quietly, Gatsby leapt to the kitchen and seamlessly exited throughout the back door.
For it not for the rain, Gatsby’s plan was ingenious, however from the second he opened the back door he became drenched. The rain, which was more like mist, was soft and purple like a vaporous amethyst, melting as if it …show more content…
In an attempt to retain some dignity Gatsby, in a sudden rush, pushed away from the window. However, in his panic, he pushed too hard and too fast and ended up falling into a large puddle. His shoes and pockets filled with water and his tan suit was heavy with water. Finally, he got to his feet and made his way to the front door. In his head he was thinking of how he was going to explain to Daisy what he was doing but nothing, realistic an or conceivable came to mind.
Gatsby quivered at the thought of losing Daisy, yet his mind was filled with other thoughts. After many years apart, he wondered whether she had changed and whether she was the same Daisy he knew and once loved. Her physical beauty was never the thing that Gatsby admired most about Daisy, rather it way the way she spoke and presented herself, the sort of class and elegance she conveyed. She represented all of Gatsby’s ambitions and desires and as a result she consumed him in an envious yet romantically passionate