Jay Gatsby had broken up like glass against Tom’s hard malice
Indiscernible barbed wire between
Invisible cloak of his uniform
He took what he could get, ravenously and unscrupulously- eventually he took Daisy
He let her believe that he was a person from much the same strata as herself
He had committed himself to the following of a grail
He felt married to her that was all
Gatsby was overwhelmingly aware of the youth and mystery that wealth imprisons and preserves