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But
all
this
part
of
it
seemed
remote
and
unessential
.
I
found
myself
on
Gatsby
's
side
,
and
alone
.
From
the
moment
I
telephoned
news
of
the
catastrophe
to
West
Egg
village
,
every
surmise
about
him
,
and
every
practical
question
,
was
referred
to
me
.
At
first
I
was
surprised
and
confused
;
then
,
as
he
lay
in
his
house
and
did
n't
move
or
breathe
or
speak
,
hour
upon
hour
,
it
grew
upon
me
that
I
was
responsible
,
because
no
one
else
was
interested
--
interested
,
I
mean
,
with
that
intense
personal
interest
to
which
every
one
has
some
vague
right
at
the
end
.
I
called
up
Daisy
half
an
hour
after
we
found
him
,
called
her
instinctively
and
without
hesitation
.
But
she
and
Tom
had
gone
away
early
that
afternoon
,
and
taken
baggage
with
them
.
"
Left
no
address
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
Say
when
they
'd
be
back
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
Any
idea
where
they
are
?
How
I
could
reach
them
?
"
"
I
do
n't
know
.
Ca
n't
say
.
"
I
wanted
to
get
somebody
for
him
.
I
wanted
to
go
into
the
room
where
he
lay
and
reassure
him
:
"
I
'll
get
somebody
for
you
,
Gatsby
.
Do
n't
worry
.
Just
trust
me
and
I
'll
get
somebody
for
you
--
--
"
