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The Great Gatsby Dialogue

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“Huck, you need to work on your table manners young man. You hear me? This is a home not a playground. “ Mrs. Watson nagged and nagged, as if we had this conversation every day, which we did. “Fine,” I shrugged, as I walked over for a smoke. “Young Man, put that filthy pipe down, this instant,” this time Widow Douglas came in. “We brought you in here, clothed you, fed you, and even gave you a good education. I want the best for you. We took you in. Be grateful.” I am now silent, and so is she. It’s like the world is on pause for a second. I tilt my head just enough so she can see my: are-you-serious-look. “Huck we need your help, okay?” “It’s not like I even like it here” I mumble under my breath answering her previous question. “Now go wash up and head to your bed, clean the room too, and oh wait I almost forgot bring your laundry basket. Take a good bath after that you hear me” she hollers. Again …show more content…

“I am coming in, okay?” she asks in fear I might be changing, which would have been a good idea at the time. I am sure Tom would have thought of that. “What is this? Dirty rags, shoes, shirts, pipes?” she keeps going on with the nagging as she is picking the clothing one-by-one. “Clean this right now!Didn’t I tell you to take a bath do you take me for a fool” she now noticed the sprinkled water on my hair and face. “I am sorry I will get to it right now” I say trying to avoid the whole conversation on “maturing.” I quickly turn my head to catch her reaction. “I mean, just try to be more clean.Is that so hard?” this time she asks unusually loving. I nod slowly making it look like I was thankful. She just goes on busying herself with the clothes on the floor. I bend over and quickly throw all the clothing in the basket and head in for a shower. “Huck good night” she calls out, almost slamming my door. “Good Night” I replied, feeling unsure as to why I said that. “Good

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