I don’t know.

You know you do.

Of course you know.

You know we got to.

I don’t know, Nick.

I don’t know, Marge.

“I know,” said Nick.

You know everything.

You must know Gatsby.

I know somebody there.

I don’t know a single⁠—

I don’t know what to say.

What don’t you know, anyway?

We’ll know in a little while.

Why they came East I don’t know.

“You know everything,” Nick said.

“You don’t know,” said his father.

“I know it,” Marjorie said happily.

You know they’re stolen as well as I do.

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

“I don’t know,” Nick said, getting wood for a fire.

“I know where there’s black squirrels, Daddy,” Nick said.

She did not know what had become of the baby or anything.

Or, rather, as I didn’t know Mr. Gatsby, it was a mansion inhabited by a gentleman of that name.

She was very frightened and didn’t know how he was going to go about things but she snuggled close to him.

“That’s all right maybe this time,” said Drevitts, “but how did you know they were wops when you bumped them off?”

They felt as though they were married, but they wanted everyone to know about it, and to make it so they could not lose it.

She held herself stiff because she was so frightened and did not know anything else to do and then Jim held her tight against the chair and kissed her.