CHAPTER 8By: Jackie and Heather (:

Character List Gatsby: Owner of the yellow car that hit Myrtle.

Nick: Perspective of the people around him change drastically.

George Wilson: Is going crazy, wants revenge on whoever killed his wife.

Michaelis: George’s neighbor who tries to stop George from making a bad decision.

SettingNick went over to Gatsby’s house the morning

after Myrtle died.

Nick goes to the city during the day.

Meanwhile Michaelis is at George Wilson’s house, George leaves at half past two to search.

Back at Gatsby’s house at the end of the chapter.

Summary of Key Plot PointsAt Gatsby’s house, Gatsby tells Nick about him and

Daisy’s past and how they fell in love. Afterwards, Nick goes to the city and ends up breaking things off with Jordan Baker. Meanwhile at George Wilson’s house, he is beginning to go crazy, and wants revenge on the person in the car who killed Myrtle. Even though Michaelis tries to stop him, he gets fired up and leaves to search for the owner of the yellow car. Someone leads him to Gatsby’s house, and he shoots Gatsby when he finds him floating in his pool. He then commits suicide, and Nick and the servants find the bodies when Nick comes to the house.

“… and tossed half-sick between grotesque reality and savage, frightening dreams.” (147)

“…I felt that I had something to tell him, something to warn him about, and morning would be too late.” (147)

• “dark wall,” “ghostly piano,” “dust everywhere,” “rooms were musty” “unfamiliar table,” “dry cigarettes,” “smoking into the darkness,” (147-8).

• “He was clutching at some last hope and I couldn’t bear to shake him free” (148).

“She was the first ‘nice’ girl he had ever known.”

(148)“He found her excitingly desirable.” (148)“…he had never been in such a beautiful house

before.” (148)“But what gave it an air of breathless intensity was

that Daisy lived there…” (148)“Beautiful,” “cool,” “gay and radiant,” “romances,”

“lavender,” “fresh and breathing,” “flowers,” “not musty” (148).

“It excited him, too, that man men had already loved Daisy – it increased her value in his eyes.” (149)

“He was a present penniless young man without a past, and at any moment the invisible cloak of his uniform might slip from his shoulders. So he made the most of his time. He took what he could get…took her because he had no real right to touch her hand.” (149)

“He had given Daisy a sense of security; he let her believe that he was a person from the same stratum as herself – that he was fully able to take care of her.” (149)

“As a matter of fact, he had no such facilities – he had no comfortable family standing behind him, and he was liable at the whim of an impersonal government to be blown anywhere about the world.” (149)

“She vanished into her full, rich life, leaving Gatsby – nothing. He felt married to her, that was all.”

“…Daisy, gleaming like silver, safe and proud above the hot struggles of the poor.” (150)

“…getting deeper in love every minute…” (150)

“The afternoon had made them tranquil for a while, as if to give them a deep memory for the long parting the next day promised. They had never been closer in their month of love…” (150).

“He did extraordinarily well in the war. He was a

captain before he went into the front…” (150)

“…there was a nervous despair in Daisy’s letters. She didn’t see why he couldn’t come. She was feeling the pressure of the world outside, and she wanted to see him and feel his presence beside her and be reassured that she was doing the right thing after all.” (151)

“…while a hundred pairs of golden and silver slippers shuffled the shining dust.” (151)

“Daisy began to move again with the season; suddenly she was keeping half a dozen dates with half a dozen men…” (151)

“…something within her was crying for a decision. She wanted her life shaped now, immediately – and the decision must be made by some force – of love, of money, of some unquestionable practicality – that was close at hand.” (151)

“That force took shape in the middle

of spring with the arrival of Tom Buchanan. There was a wholesome bulkiness about his person and his position, and Daisy was flattered. Doubtless there was a certain struggle and a certain relief. The letter reached Gatsby while he was still at Oxford.” (151)

“…filling the house with gray-turning, gold-turning light.” (152)

“shadow of a tree,” “ghostly birds,” “blue leaves,”

“There was a slow, pleasant movement in the air, promising a cool, lovely day.” (152)

“I don’t think she ever loved him…He..frightened her.. And she hardly knew what she was saying.” (152)

“Of course she may have loved him just for minute, when they were first married – and loved me more even then.” (152)

“He stayed there a week, walking the streets where their footsteps had clicked together through the night…” (152)

“He left, feeling that if he had searched harder, he might have found her – that he was leaving her behind.” (152-3)

“But it was all going too fast now for his blurred eyes, and he knew that he had lost that part of it, the freshest and the best, forever.” (153)

“Don’t do it today… You know I’ve never used that pool all summer?” (153)

“I didn’t want to go into the city…But it was more then that – I didn’t want to leave Gatsby.” (153)

“I suppose Daisy’ll call too.” He looked at me anxiously, as if he hoped I’d corroborate this.” (154)

“You’re worth the whole damn bunch put together.”

(154)

“I was always glad I said that. It was the only compliment I ever gave him, because I disapproved of him from beginning to end.” (154)

“His gorgeous pink rag of a suit made a bright spot of color against the white steps…” (154)

“…He had stood on those steps, concealing his incorruptible dream, as he waved them good-bye.” (154)

“Usually her voice came over the wire as something fresh and cool,… but this morning it seemed harsh and dry.” (155)

“You weren’t so nice to me last night.” “How could it have mattered then?” (155)

“I didn’t know which of us hung up with a sharp click, but I know I didn’t care.” (155)

“I called Gatsby’s house…I tried four times…Taking out my time table, I drew a small circle around the three-fifty train. (155)

“…The quality of Wilson’s incoherent muttering

changed – he grew quieter and began to talk about the yellow car. He had announced that he had a way of finding out who the yellow car belonged to, and then he blurted out that a couple of months ago his wife had come from the city with her face bruised and her nose swollen.” (156-7)

“…and whenever Michaelis heard a car go tearing along the road outside it had sounded to him like the car that hadn’t stopped a few hours before.” (157)

“Then the same half-knowing half-bewildered look came back into his faded eyes.” (157)

“I found it yesterday afternoon… I knew it was something funny.” (158)

Michaelis gave Wilson a dozen reasons why his wife might have bought the dog leash.”

“Then he killed her… He murdered her.” “It was an accident George.” (158)

“…but when I get to know a thing I

know it. It was the man in that car. She ran out to speak to him and he wouldn’t stop.” (159)

“Michaelis had seen this too…He believed that Mrs. Wilson had been running away from her husband, rather than trying to stop any particular car.” (159)

“Wilson’s glazed eyes turned out to the ash heaps…” (159)

“I told her she might fool me but she couldn’t fool God. I took her to the window and said ‘God knows what you’ve been doing, everything you’ve been doing. You may fool me, but you can’t fool God!’” (159)

“Michaelis saw with a shock that he had been looking at the eyes of Doctor T.J. Eckleburg…” (159)

“Michaelis went home to sleep; when he awoke four hours

later and hurried back to the garage, Wilson was gone.” (160)

“…there were boys who had seen a man ‘acting sort of crazy…’” (160)

“Then for 3 hours, he had disappeared from view. The police supposed that he had spent that time going from garage to garage, inquiring for a yellow car.” (160)

“By half-past two he was in West Egg, where he asked someone the way to Gatsby’s house. So by that time he knew Gatsby’s name.” (160)

“Then he gave instructions that the open car wasn’t to be taken out under any circumstances – and this was strange, because the front right fender needed repair.” (161)

“…he must have felt that he had lost the old, warm world, paid a high price for living too long with a single dream.” (161)

“unfamiliar sky,” “frightening leaves,” “shivered,” “scarcely created grass,” “poor ghosts breathing dreams like air,” (161).

“…drifted about… like that ashen, fantastic figure gliding toward him through the amorphous trees.” (161)

“The chauffeur..heard the shots..he hadn’t thought

anything much about them.” (161)

“A small gust of wind that scarcely corrugated the surface was enough to disturb its accidental course with its accidental burden. The touch a cluster of leaves revolved it slowly, tracing, like the leg of transit, a thin red circle in the water.” (162)

“It was after we started with Gatsby toward the house that the gardener saw Wilson’s body a little way off in the grass, and the holocaust was complete.” (162)

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Basically everyone’s American Dream turned out to be an American Nightmare.

THE END!!!