“Gatsby indicated a gorgeous, scarcely human orchid of a woman who sat in state under a white-plum tree.Chapter 6 · Narrator · ★★☆☆☆→
“Gatsby stood in the center of the crimson carpet and gazed around with fascinated eyes. Daisy watched him and laughed, her sweet, exciting laugh; a tiny gust of powder rose from her bosom into the air.Chapter 7 · Narrator · ★★☆☆☆→
