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When Jordan Baker had finished her story we had left the Plaza. We were driving through Central Park.
“It was a strange coincidence,” I said.
“But it wasn't a coincidence at all.”
“Why not?”
“Gatsby bought that house so that Daisy would be just across the bay. He wants to know, if you'll invite Daisy to your house some afternoon and then let him come over.”
The modesty of the demand shook me. He had waited five years and bought a mansion so that he could “come over” some afternoon to a stranger.
Something worried me.
“Why didn't he ask you to arrange a meeting?”
“He wants her to see his house,” she explained. “And your house is right next door.”
“Oh!”
“I think he was expecting her to one of his parties, some night,” went on Jordan, “but she never came. Then he began to ask people if they knew her, and I was the first one he found. When I said you were a particular friend of Tom's he wanted to cancel the whole idea. He doesn't know very much about Tom, though he says he's read a Chicago paper for years just to see Daisy's name.”
It was dark now, I put my arm around Jordan's golden shoulder and drew her toward me and asked her to dinner.
“And Daisy must have something in her life,” murmured Jordan to me.
“Does she want to see Gatsby?”
“She doesn't know anything about it. Gatsby doesn't want her to know. You'll just invite her to tea.”
Chapter 5
When I came home to West Egg that night I was afraid for a moment that my house was on fire. Two o'clock and everything was blazing with light. Turning a corner I saw that Gatsby's house was lit from roof to cellar.