The interior was unprosperous and bare;
the only car visible,
was the dust-covered wreck,
of a Ford which crouched in a dim corner.
It had occurred to me,
that this shadow of a garage must be a blind,
and that sumptuous,
and romantic apartments were concealed overhead,
when the proprietor himself appeared in the door of an office,
wiping his hands on a piece of waste.
He was a blonde,
spiritless man,
anaemic and faintly handsome.
When he saw us,
a damp gleam of hope sprang,
into his light blue eyes. (Fitzgerald 29)
Very good paragraph, I was about to use this one too when I saw you already had it. What was all this about anyways?
ReplyDeleteYeah I've noticed that a lot were there are people who get to a paragraph first, because I ran into the same problem. This entry was describing the proprietor, and his automobile garage.
DeleteIs this Mr. Gatsby you think? He sounds angelic!
ReplyDeleteActually it is the proprietor, Mr Wilson who this poem is describing.
DeleteVery good, and if i may ask who do you think the proprieter
ReplyDeleteis when he says he appeared in the door of the office?
When I here "coming out of an office" I think of businessman or manager, but in the context of the poem is see automobile worker.
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