The elegant Jay Gatsby yearns for his old love, Daisy. Part morality tale, part fairy tale, The Great Gatsby is the seminal novel of the Jazz Age.
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1 | The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald – Chapter 1 | William Hope | 6:17 |
2 | It was lonely for a day or so… | William Hope | 5:23 |
3 | And so it happened on a warm windy evening… | William Hope | 6:13 |
4 | I told her how I had stopped off in Chicago… | William Hope | 6:30 |
5 | ‘Tom’s getting very profound,’ said Daisy… | William Hope | 5:20 |
6 | The telephone rang inside, startlingly… | William Hope | 4:43 |
7 | When we came in she held us silent for a moment… | William Hope | 6:17 |
8 | Chapter 2 | William Hope | 6:15 |
9 | We waited for her down the road and out of sight… | William Hope | 6:22 |
10 | Just as Tom and Myrtle – after the first drink… | William Hope | 5:40 |
11 | This absorbing information about my neighbor… | William Hope | 5:08 |
12 | The bottle of whiskey – a second one… | William Hope | 5:37 |
13 | Chapter 3 | William Hope | 5:11 |
14 | Dressed up in white flannels I went over… | William Hope | 5:06 |
15 | The first supper – there would be another one… | William Hope | 5:10 |
16 | I was still with Jordan Baker… | William Hope | 5:07 |
17 | There was the boom of a bass drum… | William Hope | 5:28 |
18 | As I waited for my hat in the hall… | William Hope | 6:55 |
19 | Reading over what I have written so far… | William Hope | 6:43 |
20 | Chapter 4 | William Hope | 5:23 |
21 | At nine o’clock, one morning late in July… | William Hope | 5:27 |
22 | Little Montenegro! He lifted up the words… | William Hope | 5:36 |
23 | Roaring noon. In a well fanned 42nd Street cellar… | William Hope | 5:02 |
24 | Suddenly he looked at his watch, jumped up… | William Hope | 6:19 |
25 | When I came opposite her house that morning… | William Hope | 6:10 |
26 | Well, about six weeks ago, she heard the name Gatsby… | William Hope | 5:01 |
27 | Chapter 5 | William Hope | 4:37 |
28 | The day agreed upon was pouring rain… | William Hope | 4:53 |
29 | For half a minute there wasn’t a sound… | William Hope | 6:16 |
30 | ‘Oh, hello, old sport,’ he said… | William Hope | 6:48 |
31 | After the house, we were to see the grounds… | William Hope | 6:47 |
32 | Chapter 6 | William Hope | 6:08 |
33 | He was employed in a vague personal capacity… | William Hope | 5:58 |
34 | The rest of us walked out on the porch… | William Hope | 5:22 |
35 | We were at a particularly tipsy table… | William Hope | 6:14 |
36 | I stayed late that night. Gatsby asked me… | William Hope | 5:03 |
37 | Chapter 7 | William Hope | 4:50 |
38 | The room, shadowed well with awnings… | William Hope | 5:01 |
39 | I went with them out to the veranda… | William Hope | 5:08 |
40 | Tom came out of the house wrapping a quart bottle… | William Hope | 4:33 |
41 | With an effort Wilson left the shade… | William Hope | 5:47 |
42 | The prolonged and tumultuous argument… | William Hope | 4:58 |
43 | Gatsby’s foot beat a short, restless tattoo… | William Hope | 4:56 |
44 | Tom turned to Daisy sharply… | William Hope | 4:38 |
45 | ‘You don’t understand,’ said Gatsby… | William Hope | 6:05 |
46 | The young Greek, Michaelis, who ran the coffee joint… | William Hope | 7:07 |
47 | ‘What’s the name of this place here?’ demanded the officer. | William Hope | 5:47 |
48 | Somehow, that seemed a despicable occupation… | William Hope | 5:19 |
49 | Chapter 8 | William Hope | 6:05 |
50 | ‘I can’t describe to you how surprised I was…’ | William Hope | 5:46 |
51 | He left feeling that if he had searched harder… | William Hope | 6:02 |
52 | When I passed the ashheaps… | William Hope | 6:11 |
53 | Michaelis had seen this too… | William Hope | 7:09 |
54 | Chapter 9 | William Hope | 5:51 |
55 | When the phone rang that afternoon… | William Hope | 6:30 |
56 | The morning of the funeral I went up to New York… | William Hope | 6:18 |
57 | He seemed reluctant to put away the picture… | William Hope | 6:03 |
58 | That’s my middle west – not the wheat… | William Hope | 6:15 |
59 | There was nothing I could say, except… | William Hope | 4:59 |