The car crash. The body. The aftermath. All results of desperation brought on by wealth or lack there of. Though Myrtle's ripped corpse is swept to the side of the road, the battle for her revenge takes off with a running start. For Tom, Gatsby has crossed him for the last time. Knowing this and knowing Tom's violent reactions, Gatsby again reverts to the hopelessly in love gentleman and hides out at Daisy's house to make sure that Tom does not hurt her. At this point, he must accept reality. He must accept the reality that Tom and Myrtle's husband George think that he killed Myrtle and that he will pay for sins that are not truly his. Nick, Daisy, and Gatsby are the only ones who know the truth: that Daisy was the driver of the car and hit Myrtle, and trust me, none of them are going to say a word. Inexplicably, Gatsby is sacrificing himself for the very woman who just denied him. Here we leave Gatsby for his night vigil:
"'How long are you going to wait?'
'All night if necessary. Anyhow, till they all go to bed,'" (Fitzgerald, 144).
No comments:
Post a Comment