Intervention in The Great Gatsby Essay

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The Great Gatsby: Intervention
Intervention: Page 39
Themes: The American dream and materialism
Main characters: Myrtle and Tom
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Nick Carraway had the eyes of an observer, Myrtle mused as she surveyed her small gathering. Awkwardly perched on the edge of his chair, clutching his straw boater in his lap, she regarded him with mild suspicion. As a good friend of Tom’s, he must possess some stance in society. She noticed however that Nick didn’t display his wealth with the same lavish flamboyance as Tom. Turning towards her lover on her toes, she placed a kiss on the underside of his chin.
“I’ll go find another bottle of whiskey, shall I?” she asked Tom in a loud, dramatic tone that was rewarded by murmurs of appreciation from
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She took it graciously and leaned subtly against him until he rested his arm around her waist.
“Oh of course Mr McKee,” she agreed with as much hauteur as she could deliver, “I’m sure I could scavenge the time to be your next study, as you are such a good friend.”
After sometime Tom looked at her with hungry eyes and inclined towards her.
“Follow me to the bedroom. I’m going to show you something that fool George couldn’t hope to match.”
Myrtle obeyed, smiling seductively, “and I’ll make you happier than little Daisy ever could.”
Tom froze instantly and turned so abruptly that she was only inches away from his towering figure. “What was that?” He grumbled with a stormy expression, confusing Myrtle.
“I said I’ll make you happier tha-”
“I heard what you said, you stupid woman, and you will not say it again.”
“What…Daisy?”
“You do not have the right to speak her name!”
Tom’s sudden outcry shocked Myrtle into an impetuous defence,
“Daisy! Daisy! Daisy!” shouted Mrs Wilson. “I’ll say it whenever I want to! Daisy! Dai-”
Tom’s hand was a blur, impacting and breaking her nose with a sickening snap. Pain trembled within her body and the apartment once full of tapestried furniture swirled into a thousand colours before Myrtle’s moist eyes with pulsating focus. A soft pressure on her back proved she had fallen onto a nearby couch but such things were oblivious

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