1 "Please don't hurry," Gatsby urged them.
2 "Don't hurry, Meyer," said Gatsby, without enthusiasm.
3 With scarcely a word said, four of us, the chauffeur, butler, gardener and I, hurried down to the pool.
4 Tom flung open the door, blocked out its space for a moment with his thick body, and hurried into the room.
5 Imagining that I, too, was hurrying toward gayety and sharing their intimate excitement, I wished them well.
6 Suddenly he looked at his watch, jumped up and hurried from the room leaving me with Mr. Wolfshiem at the table.
7 He hurried the phrase "educated at Oxford," or swallowed it or choked on it as though it had bothered him before.
8 She was hurrying off as she talked--her brown hand waved a jaunty salute as she melted into her party at the door.
9 "Oh, sure," agreed Wilson hurriedly and went toward the little office, mingling immediately with the cement color of the walls.
10 In the early morning the sun threw my shadow westward as I hurried down the white chasms of lower New York to the Probity Trust.
11 An hour later the front door opened nervously, and Gatsby in a white flannel suit, silver shirt and gold-colored tie hurried in.
12 Wilson was quieter now and Michaelis went home to sleep; when he awoke four hours later and hurried back to the garage Wilson was gone.
13 Almost at the moment when Mr. Gatsby identified himself a butler hurried toward him with the information that Chicago was calling him on the wire.
14 It was sharply different from the West where an evening was hurried from phase to phase toward its close in a continually disappointed anticipation or else in sheer nervous dread of the moment itself.
15 Self consciously, with his authoritative arms breaking the way, we pushed through the still gathering crowd, passing a hurried doctor, case in hand, who had been sent for in wild hope half an hour ago.
16 The other car, the one going toward New York, came to rest a hundred yards beyond, and its driver hurried back to where Myrtle Wilson, her life violently extinguished, knelt in the road and mingled her thick, dark blood with the dust.