F. Scott Fitzgeralds The Great Gatsby :: essays research papers

Crossing the porch where we had dined that June night three months before, I came to a small rectangle of light which I guessed was the pantry window. The blind was drawn, but I found a rift at the sill. Tom and Daisy were sitting across one another at the kitchen table. They were engaged in a conversation. Tom was talking intently across the table to Daisy with his hand covering her own, as she stared at the cold chicken that lay on the table. â€Å"Daisy, are you okay?† Tom asked her in a gentle tone. â€Å"Yes, I’m fine Tom. Why wouldn’t I be?† she replied after a moment. â€Å"Daisy, I saw some trouble on the road. George Wilson’s wife was killed. You know the fella that owns that garage? A car killed her. They described it as a new big yellow car. It was Gatsby’s car.† Daisy’s face was filled with fear as she slowly stood up and walked around the room. â€Å"She was†¦she was killed?† Daisy questioned in a trembling voice. After a moment, Daisy went to sit back in her chair and stared at the cold chicken that lay on the table again. She then faced Tom with a struggle to keep a convincing face. â€Å"Tom, it was an accident,† she finally said. â€Å"Now listen Daisy, I don’t want you seeing this Gatsby fella anymore. The coward didn’t even stop his car.† There was a sense of sadness in Tom’s eyes as he had said those words. Although Myrtle was killed, Tom was still very concerned about Daisy and Gatsby’s affair. â€Å"Daisy do you want to tell me what has been going on with you and Gatsby all this time?† Tom asked her. Daisy suddenly turned sharply at Tom, â€Å"speak for yourself Tom. What about your little affairs? How many times have you gone on one of your sprees?† I saw Tom as a hypocrite. Even though he was off having a shameless affair with Myrtle, he still condemns Daisy for having an affair with Gatsby. Daisy turned from Tom and began to sob, â€Å"did it ever come to your mind Tom that I need a little some love too?† Tom’s enormous masculine body rose and moved closer towards her. His powerful arms touched her affectionately and he said, â€Å"Daisy, you know that I love you. You’re worth a three hundred thousand dollar pearl necklace to me.† I could see that Tom and Daisy weren’t happy, but yet they weren’t unhappy either, and maybe they really did love each other.