Do you see?

“Oh, how do you do,” she said.

“What do you want?” asked the voice.

“Do they miss me?” she cried ecstatically.

Do you want to hear about the butler’s nose?

I know you didn’t mean to, but you did do it.

She turned to me helplessly: “What do people plan?”

“How do you get to West Egg village?” he asked helplessly.

Do you always watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it?

It was hard to realize that a man in my own generation was wealthy enough to do that.

Do not think that I am very much impressed by that as a boxing title, but it meant a lot to Cohn.

My family have been prominent, well-to-do people in this Middle Western city for three generations.

This responsiveness had nothing to do with that flabby impressionability which is dignified under the name of the “creative temperament”⁠—it was an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely I shall ever find again.