Chapter 3(7.16)
‘But I wasn't even trying,' he explained indignantly,‘I wasn't even trying.'
An awed hush fell upon the bystanders.
‘Do you want to commit suicide? '
‘You're lucky it was just a wheel! A bad driver and not even TRYing! '
Chapter 3(7.15)
‘But how did it happen? Did you run into the wall? '
‘Don't ask me,' said Owl Eyes, washing his hands of the whole matter. ‘I know very little about driving—next to nothing. It happened, and that's all I know.'
‘Well, if you're a poor driver you oughtn't to try driving at night.'
Chapter 3(7.14)
The fact was infinitely astonishing to him—and I recognized first the unusual quality of wonder and then the man—it was the late patron of Gatsby's library.
‘How'd it happen? '
He shrugged his shoulders.
‘I know nothing whatever about mechanics,' he said decisively.
Chapter 3(7.13)A man in a long duster had dismounted from the wreck and now stood in the middle of the road, looking from the car to the tire and from the tire to the observers in a pleasant, puzzled way.
‘See!' he explained. ‘It went in the ditch.'
LindaPan_46
Chapter 3(7.17) ‘You don't understand,' explained the criminal. ‘I wasn't driving. There's another man in the car.'
LindaPan_46
Chapter 3(7.16) ‘But I wasn't even trying,' he explained indignantly,‘I wasn't even trying.' An awed hush fell upon the bystanders. ‘Do you want to commit suicide? ' ‘You're lucky it was just a wheel! A bad driver and not even TRYing! '
LindaPan_46
Chapter 3(7.15) ‘But how did it happen? Did you run into the wall? ' ‘Don't ask me,' said Owl Eyes, washing his hands of the whole matter. ‘I know very little about driving—next to nothing. It happened, and that's all I know.' ‘Well, if you're a poor driver you oughtn't to try driving at night.'
LindaPan_46
Chapter 3(7.14) The fact was infinitely astonishing to him—and I recognized first the unusual quality of wonder and then the man—it was the late patron of Gatsby's library. ‘How'd it happen? ' He shrugged his shoulders. ‘I know nothing whatever about mechanics,' he said decisively.
LindaPan_46
Chapter 3(7.13)A man in a long duster had dismounted from the wreck and now stood in the middle of the road, looking from the car to the tire and from the tire to the observers in a pleasant, puzzled way. ‘See!' he explained. ‘It went in the ditch.'