Gatsby’s parties
were the best kind of wild “anyhow he gives large parties, and I like large
parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy”
(49).
Arriving at Gatsby’s parties always thrills
me, I just adore the way everything sparkles and this time around I had the
pleasure of attending one of these gatherings with Nick Carraway. He met me while I was on my way from inside
the house, looking a little lost I took pity on him and we stayed together the
whole night. This party was particularly
over the top, it being one of the first of the season and I couldn’t keep
straight the number of people we saw during dinner alone.
During dinner I
became bored with sitting in the company of the undergraduate whom was my
escort that night, so Nick and I stole away to the house. Gatsby’s house was, as some would put it,
overly extravagant and in all unnecessary.
This led to the rumors about how he gained the money and truth be told many
people believed that this house wasn’t even real. The library in which we found ourselves was filled
from floor to ceiling with books, and in one corner a man who seemed to have huge
owl eyes and who was thoroughly intoxicated.
After our time in the library
we went back to the garden, where inevitable Nick met Gatsby, who apologized
profoundly for being such a “horrible host” of all things. I swear this man could interrupt a fly and he
would be sore about it for a week. When
Nick and Gatsby were finished talking Gatsby pulled me into his office and he
told me that he needed a favor, and since I was a sportsman I could be trusted
with the secrecy and importance of it. I
tried my hardest to act unimpressed and uninterested in this affair while in
Gatsby’s presence but as soon as I agreed to help Gatsby meet with Daisy again
I was electrified with my mission. I
couldn’t help but to tantalize Nick with the information while setting up a tea
date with him, “I’ve just heard the most amazing thing, But I swore I wouldn’t
tell it” (52).
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