Kỷ yếu hội thảo khoa học Quốc tế Thương mại và phân phối lần thứ 3 năm 2022 (Tập 1) phần 1 cung cấp cho người đọc những kiến thức như: chuyển đổi số trong doanh nghiệp nhằm phát triển thương mại và phân phối; thị trường và hành vi của khách hàng trong lĩnh vực thương mại và phân phối; logistics trong thương mại và phân phối, tác động của... 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cally ‘It’s about the butler’s nose Do you want to hear about the butler’s nose?’ ‘That’s why I came over tonight.’ ‘Well, he wasn’t always a butler; he used to be the sil- ver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people He had to polish it from morning till night until finally it began to affect his nose— —‘ ‘Things went from bad to worse,’ suggested Miss Baker ‘Yes Things went from bad to worse until finally he had to give up his position.’ For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affec- tion upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom’s ear whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair and without a word went inside As if his absence quickened something within her Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing ‘I love to see you at my table, Nick You remind me of a— of a rose, an absolute rose Doesn’t he?’ She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation ‘An absolute rose?’ This was untrue I am not even faintly like a rose She was only extemporizing but a stirring warmth flowed from her as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in one of those brea threw her napkin on the table and excused herself and 18 The Great Gatsby went into the house Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance conscious- ly devoid of meaning I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said ‘Sh!’ in a warning voice A subdued im- passioned murmur was audible in the room beyond and Miss Baker leaned forward, unashamed, trying to hear The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether ‘This Mr Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbor——’ I said ‘Don’t talk I want to hear what happens.’ ‘Is something happening?’ I inquired innocently ‘You mean to say you don’t know?’ said Miss Baker, hon- estly surprised ‘I thought everybody knew.’ ‘I don’t.’ ‘Why——’ she said hesitantly, ‘Tom’s got some woman in New York.’ ‘Got some woman?’ I repeated blankly Miss Baker nodded ‘She might have the decency not to telephone him at din- ner-time Don’t you think?’ Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots and Tom and Daisy were back at the table ‘It couldn’t be helped!’ cried Daisy with tense gayety She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me and continued: ‘I looked outdoors for a minute and it’s very romantic outdoors There’s a bird on the lawn that I thin Cunard Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 19 or White Star Line He’s singing away——’ her voice sang ‘——It’s romantic, isn’t it, Tom?’ ‘Very romantic,’ he said, and then miserably to me: ‘If it’s light enough after dinner I want to take you down to the stables.’ The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at every one and yet to avoid all eyes I couldn’t guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking but I doubt if even Miss Baker who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy skepticism was able utterly to put this fifth guest’s shrill me- tallic urgency out of mind To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing—my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while trying to look pleasantly in- terested and a little deaf I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front In its deep gloom we sat down side by side on a wicker set feeling its love- ly shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl 20 The Great Gatsby ‘We don’t know each other very well, Nick,’ she said suddenly ‘Even if we are cousins You didn’t come to my wedding.’ ‘I wasn’t back from the war.’ ‘That’s true.’ She hesitated ‘Well, I’ve had a very bad time, Nick, and I’m pretty cynical about everything.’ Evidently she had reason to be I waited but she didn’t say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter ‘I suppose she talks, and—eats, and everything.’ ‘Oh, yes.’ She looked at me absently ‘Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born Would you like to hear?’ ‘Very much.’ ‘It’ll show you how I’ve gotten to feel about—things Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept ‘All right,’ I said, ‘I’m glad it’s a girl And I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.’ ‘You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow,’ she went on in a convinced way ‘Everybody thinks so—t I’ve been everywhere and seen everything and done everything.’ Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom’s, and she laughed with thrilling scorn ‘Sophisticated—God, I’m sophisticated!’ The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 21 attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emo- tion from me I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the ‘Saturday Evening Post’—the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a sooth- ing tune The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand ‘To be continued,’ she said, tossing the magazine on the table, ‘in our very next issue.’ Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, and she stood u finding the time on the ceiling ‘Time for this good girl to go to bed.’ ‘Jordan’s going to play in the tournament tomorrow,’ ex- plained Daisy, ‘over at Westchester.’ ‘Oh,—you’re JORdan Baker.’ I knew now why her face was familiar—its pleasing con- temptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and 22 The Great Gatsby Hot Springs and Palm Beach I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgot- ten long ago ‘Good night,’ she said softly ‘Wake me at eight, won’t you.’ ‘If you’ll get up.’ ‘I will Good night, Mr Carraway See you anon.’ ‘Of course you will,’ confirmed Daisy ‘In fact I think I’ll arrange a marriage Come over often, Nick, and I’ll sort of—oh—fling you together You know—lock you up acci- dentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing——‘ ‘Good night,’ called Miss Baker from the stairs ‘I haven’t heard a word.’ ‘She’s a nice girl,’ said Tom after a moment ‘They oughtn’t to let her run around the country this way.’ ‘Who oughtn’t to?’ inquired Daisy coldly ‘Her family.’ ‘Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old Be- sides, Nick’s going to look after her, aren’t you, Nick? She’s going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer I think the home influence will be very good for her.’ moment in si- lence ‘Is she from New York?’ I asked quickly ‘From Louisville Our white girlhood was passed togeth- er there Our beautiful white——‘ ‘Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the ve- randa?’ demanded Tom suddenly Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 23 ‘Did I?’ She looked at me ‘I can’t seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race Yes, I’m sure we did It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know——‘ ‘Don’t believe everything you hear, Nick,’ he advised me I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called ‘Wait! ‘I forgot to ask you something, and it’s important We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.’ ‘That’s right,’ corroborated Tom kindly ‘We heard that you were engaged.’ ‘It’s libel I’m too poor.’ ‘But we heard it,’ insisted Daisy, surprising me by open- ing up again in a flower-like way ‘We heard it from three people so it must be true.’ Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn’t even vaguely engaged The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come east You can’t stop going with an old friend on account of rumors and on the other hand I had no intention of being r touched me and made them less remotely rich—nevertheless, I was confused and a little dis- gusted as I drove away It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to was to rush out of the house, child in arms—but apparently there were no such intentions in her head As for Tom, the fact that he ‘had some woman in New York’ was 24 The Great Gatsby really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard The wind had blown off, leaving a loud bright night with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life The silhouette of a moving cat wa- vered across the moonlight and turning my head to watch it I saw that I was not alone—fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbor’s mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars Something in his leisurely move- ments and the secure position of his fe Gatsby himself, come out to deter- mine what share was his of our local heavens I decided to call to him Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would for an introduction But I didn’t call to him for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone—he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and far as I was from him I could have sworn he was trembling Involuntarily I glanced seaward—and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock When I looked once more for Gatsby he had van- Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 25 ished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness bout the butler’s nose Do you want to hear about the butler’s nose?’ ‘That’s why I came over tonight.’ ‘Well, he wasn’t always a butler; he used to be the sil- ver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people He had to polish it from morning till night until finally it began to affect his nose— —‘ ‘Things went from bad to worse,’ suggested Miss Baker ‘Yes Things went from bad to worse until finally he had to give up his position.’ For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affec- tion upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom’s ear whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair and without a word went inside As if his absence quickened something within her Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing ‘I love to see you at my table, Nick You remind me of a— of a rose, an absolute rose Doesn’t he?’ She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation ‘An absolute rose?’ This was untrue I am not even faintly like a rose She was only extemporizing but a stirring warmth flowed from her as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in on apkin on the table and excused herself and 18 The Great Gatsby went into the house Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance conscious- ly devoid of meaning I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said ‘Sh!’ in a warning voice A subdued im- passioned murmur was audible in the room beyond and Miss Baker leaned forward, unashamed, trying to hear The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether ‘This Mr Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbor——’ I said ‘Don’t talk I want to hear what happens.’ ‘Is something happening?’ I inquired innocently ‘You mean to say you don’t know?’ said Miss Baker, hon- estly surprised ‘I thought everybody knew.’ ‘I don’t.’ ‘Why——’ she said hesitantly, ‘Tom’s got some woman in New York.’ ‘Got some woman?’ I repeated blankly Miss Baker nodded ‘She might have the decency not to telephone him at din- ner-time Don’t you think?’ Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots and Tom and Daisy were back at the table ‘It couldn’t be helped!’ cried Daisy with tense gayety She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me and continued: ‘I looked outdoors for a minute and it’s very romantic outdoors There’s a bird on the e eBooks at Planet eBook.com 19 or White Star Line He’s singing away——’ her voice sang ‘——It’s romantic, isn’t it, Tom?’ ‘Very romantic,’ he said, and then miserably to me: ‘If it’s light enough after dinner I want to take you down to the stables.’ The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at every one and yet to avoid all eyes I couldn’t guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking but I doubt if even Miss Baker who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy skepticism was able utterly to put this fifth guest’s shrill me- tallic urgency out of mind To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing—my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while trying to look pleasantly in- terested and a little deaf I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front In its deep gloom we sat down side by side ve- ly shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl 20 The Great Gatsby ‘We don’t know each other very well, Nick,’ she said suddenly ‘Even if we are cousins You didn’t come to my wedding.’ ‘I wasn’t back from the war.’ ‘That’s true.’ She hesitated ‘Well, I’ve had a very bad time, Nick, and I’m pretty cynical about everything.’ Evidently she had reason to be I waited but she didn’t say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter ‘I suppose she talks, and—eats, and everything.’ ‘Oh, yes.’ She looked at me absently ‘Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born Would you like to hear?’ ‘Very much.’ ‘It’ll show you how I’ve gotten to feel about—things Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept ‘All right,’ I said, ‘I’m glad it’s a girl And I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.’ ‘You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow,’ she went on in a convinced way ‘Everybo erywhere and seen everything and done everything.’ Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom’s, and she laughed with thrilling scorn ‘Sophisticated—God, I’m sophisticated!’ The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 21 attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emo- tion from me I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the ‘Saturday Evening Post’—the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a sooth- ing tune The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand ‘To be continued,’ she said, tossing the magazine on the table, ‘in our very next issue.’ Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, a me on the ceiling ‘Time for this good girl to go to bed.’ ‘Jordan’s going to play in the tournament tomorrow,’ ex- plained Daisy, ‘over at Westchester.’ ‘Oh,—you’re JORdan Baker.’ I knew now why her face was familiar—its pleasing con- temptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and 22 The Great Gatsby Hot Springs and Palm Beach I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgot- ten long ago ‘Good night,’ she said softly ‘Wake me at eight, won’t you.’ ‘If you’ll get up.’ ‘I will Good night, Mr Carraway See you anon.’ ‘Of course you will,’ confirmed Daisy ‘In fact I think I’ll arrange a marriage Come over often, Nick, and I’ll sort of—oh—fling you together You know—lock you up acci- dentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing——‘ ‘Good night,’ called Miss Baker from the stairs ‘I haven’t heard a word.’ ‘She’s a nice girl,’ said Tom after a moment ‘They oughtn’t to let her run around the country this way.’ ‘Who oughtn’t to?’ inquired Daisy coldly ‘Her family.’ ‘Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old Be- sides, Nick’s going to look after her, aren’t you, Nick? She’s going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer I think the home influence will be ver si- lence ‘Is she from New York?’ I asked quickly ‘From Louisville Our white girlhood was passed togeth- er there Our beautiful white——‘ ‘Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the ve- randa?’ demanded Tom suddenly Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 23 ‘Did I?’ She looked at me ‘I can’t seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race Yes, I’m sure we did It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know——‘ ‘Don’t believe everything you hear, Nick,’ he advised me I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called ‘Wait! ‘I forgot to ask you something, and it’s important We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.’ ‘That’s right,’ corroborated Tom kindly ‘We heard that you were engaged.’ ‘It’s libel I’m too poor.’ ‘But we heard it,’ insisted Daisy, surprising me by open- ing up again in a flower-like way ‘We heard it from three people so it must be true.’ Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn’t even vaguely engaged The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come east You can’t stop going with an old friend on account of rumors and on the other hand I had no inte and made them less remotely rich—nevertheless, I was confused and a little dis- gusted as I drove away It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to was to rush out of the house, child in arms—but apparently there were no such intentions in her head As for Tom, the fact that he ‘had some woman in New York’ was 24 The Great Gatsby really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard The wind had blown off, leaving a loud bright night with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life The silhouette of a moving cat wa- vered across the moonlight and turning my head to watch it I saw that I was not alone—fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbor’s mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars Something in his leisurely move- ments and the secure p self, come out to deter- mine what share was his of our local heavens I decided to call to him Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would for an introduction But I didn’t call to him for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone—he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and far as I was from him I could have sworn he was trembling Involuntarily I glanced seaward—and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock When I looked once more for Gatsby he had van- Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 25 ished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness KỶ YẾU HỘI THẢO KHOA HỌC QUỐC TẾ THƯƠNG MẠI VÀ PHÂN PHỐI LẦN THỨ NĂM 2022 THE 3rd INTERNATIONAL CONFERENCE PROCEEDINGS COMMERCE AND DISTRIBUTION - CODI 2022 TẬP NHÀ XUẤT BẢN HÀ NỘI Tháng - 2022 bout the butler’s nose Do you want to hear about the butler’s nose?’ ‘That’s why I came over tonight.’ ‘Well, he wasn’t always a butler; he used to be the sil- ver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people He had to polish it from morning till night until finally it began to affect his nose— —‘ ‘Things went from bad to worse,’ suggested Miss Baker ‘Yes Things went from bad to worse until finally he had to give up his position.’ For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affec- tion upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom’s ear whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair and without a word went inside As if his absence quickened something within her Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing ‘I love to see you at my table, Nick You remind me of a— of a rose, an absolute rose Doesn’t he?’ She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation ‘An absolute rose?’ This was untrue I am not even faintly like a rose She was only extemporizing but a stirring warmth flowed from her as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in on apkin on the table and excused herself and 18 The Great Gatsby went into the house Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance conscious- ly devoid of meaning I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said ‘Sh!’ in a warning voice A subdued im- passioned murmur was audible in the room beyond and Miss Baker leaned forward, unashamed, trying to hear The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether ‘This Mr Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbor——’ I said ‘Don’t talk I want to hear what happens.’ ‘Is something happening?’ I inquired innocently ‘You mean to say you don’t know?’ said Miss Baker, hon- estly surprised ‘I thought everybody knew.’ ‘I don’t.’ ‘Why——’ she said hesitantly, ‘Tom’s got some woman in New York.’ ‘Got some woman?’ I repeated blankly Miss Baker nodded ‘She might have the decency not to telephone him at din- ner-time Don’t you think?’ Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots and Tom and Daisy were back at the table ‘It couldn’t be helped!’ cried Daisy with tense gayety She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me and continued: ‘I looked outdoors for a minute and it’s very romantic outdoors There’s a bird on the e eBooks at Planet eBook.com 19 or White Star Line He’s singing away——’ her voice sang ‘——It’s romantic, isn’t it, Tom?’ ‘Very romantic,’ he said, and then miserably to me: ‘If it’s light enough after dinner I want to take you down to the stables.’ The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at every one and yet to avoid all eyes I couldn’t guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking but I doubt if even Miss Baker who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy skepticism was able utterly to put this fifth guest’s shrill me- tallic urgency out of mind To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing—my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while trying to look pleasantly in- terested and a little deaf I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front In its deep gloom we sat down side by side ve- ly shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl 20 The Great Gatsby ‘We don’t know each other very well, Nick,’ she said suddenly ‘Even if we are cousins You didn’t come to my wedding.’ ‘I wasn’t back from the war.’ ‘That’s true.’ She hesitated ‘Well, I’ve had a very bad time, Nick, and I’m pretty cynical about everything.’ Evidently she had reason to be I waited but she didn’t say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter ‘I suppose she talks, and—eats, and everything.’ ‘Oh, yes.’ She looked at me absently ‘Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born Would you like to hear?’ ‘Very much.’ ‘It’ll show you how I’ve gotten to feel about—things Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept ‘All right,’ I said, ‘I’m glad it’s a girl And I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.’ ‘You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow,’ she went on in a convinced way ‘Everybo erywhere and seen everything and done everything.’ Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom’s, and she laughed with thrilling scorn ‘Sophisticated—God, I’m sophisticated!’ The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 21 attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emo- tion from me I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the ‘Saturday Evening Post’—the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a sooth- ing tune The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand ‘To be continued,’ she said, tossing the magazine on the table, ‘in our very next issue.’ Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, a me on the ceiling ‘Time for this good girl to go to bed.’ ‘Jordan’s going to play in the tournament tomorrow,’ ex- plained Daisy, ‘over at Westchester.’ ‘Oh,—you’re JORdan Baker.’ I knew now why her face was familiar—its pleasing con- temptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and 22 The Great Gatsby Hot Springs and Palm Beach I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgot- ten long ago ‘Good night,’ she said softly ‘Wake me at eight, won’t you.’ ‘If you’ll get up.’ ‘I will Good night, Mr Carraway See you anon.’ ‘Of course you will,’ confirmed Daisy ‘In fact I think I’ll arrange a marriage Come over often, Nick, and I’ll sort of—oh—fling you together You know—lock you up acci- dentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing——‘ ‘Good night,’ called Miss Baker from the stairs ‘I haven’t heard a word.’ ‘She’s a nice girl,’ said Tom after a moment ‘They oughtn’t to let her run around the country this way.’ ‘Who oughtn’t to?’ inquired Daisy coldly ‘Her family.’ ‘Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old Be- sides, Nick’s going to look after her, aren’t you, Nick? She’s going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer I think the home influence will be ver si- lence ‘Is she from New York?’ I asked quickly ‘From Louisville Our white girlhood was passed togeth- er there Our beautiful white——‘ ‘Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the ve- randa?’ demanded Tom suddenly Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 23 ‘Did I?’ She looked at me ‘I can’t seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race Yes, I’m sure we did It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know——‘ ‘Don’t believe everything you hear, Nick,’ he advised me I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called ‘Wait! ‘I forgot to ask you something, and it’s important We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.’ ‘That’s right,’ corroborated Tom kindly ‘We heard that you were engaged.’ ‘It’s libel I’m too poor.’ ‘But we heard it,’ insisted Daisy, surprising me by open- ing up again in a flower-like way ‘We heard it from three people so it must be true.’ Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn’t even vaguely engaged The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come east You can’t stop going with an old friend on account of rumors and on the other hand I had no inte and made them less remotely rich—nevertheless, I was confused and a little dis- gusted as I drove away It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to was to rush out of the house, child in arms—but apparently there were no such intentions in her head As for Tom, the fact that he ‘had some woman in New York’ was 24 The Great Gatsby really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard The wind had blown off, leaving a loud bright night with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life The silhouette of a moving cat wa- vered across the moonlight and turning my head to watch it I saw that I was not alone—fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbor’s mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars Something in his leisurely move- ments and the secure p self, come out to deter- mine what share was his of our local heavens I decided to call to him Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would for an introduction But I didn’t call to him for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone—he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and far as I was from him I could have sworn he was trembling Involuntarily I glanced seaward—and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock When I looked once more for Gatsby he had van- Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 25 ished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness bout the butler’s nose Do you want to hear about the butler’s nose?’ ‘That’s why I came over tonight.’ ‘Well, he wasn’t always a butler; he used to be the sil- ver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people He had to polish it from morning till night until finally it began to affect his nose— —‘ ‘Things went from bad to worse,’ suggested Miss Baker ‘Yes Things went from bad to worse until finally he had to give up his position.’ For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affec- tion upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom’s ear whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair and without a word went inside As if his absence quickened something within her Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing ‘I love to see you at my table, Nick You remind me of a— of a rose, an absolute rose Doesn’t he?’ She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation ‘An absolute rose?’ This was untrue I am not even faintly like a rose She was only extemporizing but a stirring warmth flowed from her as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in on apkin on the table and excused herself and 18 The Great Gatsby went into the house Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance conscious- ly devoid of meaning I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said ‘Sh!’ in a warning voice A subdued im- passioned murmur was audible in the room beyond and Miss Baker leaned forward, unashamed, trying to hear The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether ‘This Mr Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbor——’ I said ‘Don’t talk I want to hear what happens.’ ‘Is something happening?’ I inquired innocently ‘You mean to say you don’t know?’ said Miss Baker, hon- estly surprised ‘I thought everybody knew.’ ‘I don’t.’ ‘Why——’ she said hesitantly, ‘Tom’s got some woman in New York.’ ‘Got some woman?’ I repeated blankly Miss Baker nodded ‘She might have the decency not to telephone him at din- ner-time Don’t you think?’ Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots and Tom and Daisy were back at the table ‘It couldn’t be helped!’ cried Daisy with tense gayety She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me and continued: ‘I looked outdoors for a minute and it’s very romantic outdoors There’s a bird on the e eBooks at Planet eBook.com 19 or White Star Line He’s singing away——’ her voice sang ‘——It’s romantic, isn’t it, Tom?’ ‘Very romantic,’ he said, and then miserably to me: ‘If it’s light enough after dinner I want to take you down to the stables.’ The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at every one and yet to avoid all eyes I couldn’t guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking but I doubt if even Miss Baker who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy skepticism was able utterly to put this fifth guest’s shrill me- tallic urgency out of mind To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing—my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while trying to look pleasantly in- terested and a little deaf I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front In its deep gloom we sat down side by side ve- ly shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl 20 The Great Gatsby ‘We don’t know each other very well, Nick,’ she said suddenly ‘Even if we are cousins You didn’t come to my wedding.’ ‘I wasn’t back from the war.’ ‘That’s true.’ She hesitated ‘Well, I’ve had a very bad time, Nick, and I’m pretty cynical about everything.’ Evidently she had reason to be I waited but she didn’t say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter ‘I suppose she talks, and—eats, and everything.’ ‘Oh, yes.’ She looked at me absently ‘Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born Would you like to hear?’ ‘Very much.’ ‘It’ll show you how I’ve gotten to feel about—things Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept ‘All right,’ I said, ‘I’m glad it’s a girl And I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.’ ‘You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow,’ she went on in a convinced way ‘Everybo BÁO CÁO ĐỀ DẪN HỘI THẢO KHOA HỌC QUỐC TẾ erywhere and seen everything and done everything.’ Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom’s, and she laughed with thrilling scorn ‘Sophisticated—God, I’m sophisticated!’ The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 21 attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emo- tion from me I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the ‘Saturday Evening Post’—the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a sooth- ing tune The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand ‘To be continued,’ she said, tossing the magazine on the table, ‘in our very next issue.’ Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, a me on the ceiling ‘Time for this good girl to go to bed.’ ‘Jordan’s going to play in the tournament tomorrow,’ ex- plained Daisy, ‘over at Westchester.’ ‘Oh,—you’re JORdan Baker.’ I knew now why her face was familiar—its pleasing con- temptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and 22 The Great Gatsby Hot Springs and Palm Beach I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgot- ten long ago ‘Good night,’ she said softly ‘Wake me at eight, won’t you.’ ‘If you’ll get up.’ ‘I will Good night, Mr Carraway See you anon.’ ‘Of course you will,’ confirmed Daisy ‘In fact I think I’ll arrange a marriage Come over often, Nick, and I’ll sort of—oh—fling you together You know—lock you up acci- dentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing——‘ ‘Good night,’ called Miss Baker from the stairs ‘I haven’t heard a word.’ ‘She’s a nice girl,’ said Tom after a moment ‘They oughtn’t to let her run around the country this way.’ ‘Who oughtn’t to?’ inquired Daisy coldly ‘Her family.’ ‘Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old Be- sides, Nick’s going to look after her, aren’t you, Nick? She’s going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer I think the home influence will be ver THƯƠNG MẠI VÀ PHÂN PHỐI LẦN THỨ NĂM 2022 - CODI 2022 si- lence ‘Is she from New York?’ I asked quickly ‘From Louisville Our white girlhood was passed togeth- er there Our beautiful white——‘ ‘Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the ve- randa?’ demanded Tom suddenly Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 23 ‘Did I?’ She looked at me ‘I can’t seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race Yes, I’m sure we did It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know——‘ ‘Don’t believe everything you hear, Nick,’ he advised me I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called ‘Wait! ‘I forgot to ask you something, and it’s important We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.’ ‘That’s right,’ corroborated Tom kindly ‘We heard that you were engaged.’ ‘It’s libel I’m too poor.’ ‘But we heard it,’ insisted Daisy, surprising me by open- ing up again in a flower-like way ‘We heard it from three people so it must be true.’ Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn’t even vaguely engaged The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come east You can’t stop going with an old friend on account of rumors and on the other hand I had no inte and made them less remotely rich—nevertheless, I was confused and a little dis- gusted as I drove away It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to was to rush out of the house, child in arms—but apparently there were no such intentions in her head As for Tom, the fact that he ‘had some woman in New York’ was 24 The Great Gatsby really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard The wind had blown off, leaving a loud bright night with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life The silhouette of a moving cat wa- vered across the moonlight and turning my head to watch it I saw that I was not alone—fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbor’s mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars Something in his leisurely move- ments and the secure p PGS.TS Nguyễn Hoàng self, come out to deter- mine what share was his of our local heavens I decided to call to him Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would for an introduction But I didn’t call to him for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone—he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and far as I was from him I could have sworn he was trembling Involuntarily I glanced seaward—and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock When I looked once more for Gatsby he had van- Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 25 ished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness Hiệu trưởng Trường Đại học Thương mại Trong bối cảnh hội nhập quốc tế sâu rộng nay, thương mại phân phối xem mắt xích quan trọng kết nối sản xuất tiêu dùng Hoạt động thương mại phân phối không thúc đẩy lưu thơng hàng hóa dịch vụ mà cịn hỗ trợ ngược trở lại q trình sản xuất để tạo nên chuỗi cung ứng giá trị bền vững Bên cạnh đó, thương mại phân phối cịn góp phần mở rộng quan hệ thương mại quốc tế, tăng cường xuất hàng hóa Như vậy, hoạt động thương mại phân phối nịng cốt cho phát triển kinh tế - xã hội quốc gia Giai đoạn vừa qua, cách mạng công nghiệp 4.0 minh chứng tác động quan trọng đến hoạt động kinh tế - xã hội nói chung đến hoạt động doanh nghiệp nói riêng Đặc biệt, khủng hoảng chuỗi cung ứng toàn cầu đại dịch Covid-19 gây cho thấy tầm quan trọng việc ứng dụng công nghệ 4.0 nhằm kết nối doanh nghiệp với khách hàng Tuy nhiên, nhiều doanh nghiệp Việt Nam cịn gặp nhiều khó khăn “lúng túng” việc ứng dụng công nghệ 4.0 để ứng phó hiệu trước đại dịch Covid-19 Với mong muốn tạo lập diễn đàn trao đổi học thuật, chia sẻ tri thức từ nghiên cứu học giả nước quốc tế vấn đề thương mại phân phối bối cảnh hội nhập quốc tế cách mạng công nghiệp 4.0, Trường Đại học Thương mại phối hợp với Phân hiệu Đại học Đà Nẵng Kon Tum, Trường Đại học Quy Nhơn Đại học Quốc gia Chung Nam – Hàn Quốc đồng tổ chức Hội thảo khoa học quốc tế thường niên “Thương mại Phân phối” lần thứ Mục đích Hội thảo nhằm làm rõ sở khoa học hoạt động thương mại phân phối bối cảnh hội nhập quốc tế cách mạng công nghiệp 4.0; mô tả khái quát thực trạng hoạt động thương mại phân phối Việt Nam lĩnh vực, ngành hàng doanh nghiệp tác động đại dịch Covid-19; từ dự báo triển vọng thị trường đề xuất sách, giải pháp khơi phục, thúc đẩy phát triển thương mại phân phối cho lĩnh vực, ngành hàng doanh nghiệp Việt Nam Hội thảo nhận gần 200 viết nhà khoa học, chuyên gia, nhà quản lý nước Trong số tác giả gửi tham luận có đại diện sở giáo dục nước Trường Đại học Thương mại, Phân hiệu Đại học Đà Nẵng Kon Tum, Trường Đại học Quy Nhơn, Trường Đại học Kinh tế Quốc dân, Trường Đại học Ngoại thương, Trường Đại học Kinh tế - Đại học Đà Nẵng, Trường Đại học Luật – Đại học Huế, Học viện Ngân hàng, Trường Đại học Mở Thành phố Hồ Chí Minh, Trường Đại học Tài – Marketing, Trường Đại học Tây Nguyên, Trường Đại học Tiền Giang, Trường Đại học Bạc Liêu, Trường Đại học Thủ Dầu Một, Trường Đại học Bà Rịa – Vũng Tàu, Trường Đại học Công nghệ thông tin Truyền thông Việt – Hàn,…; bout the butler’s nose Do you want to hear about the butler’s nose?’ ‘That’s why I came over tonight.’ ‘Well, he wasn’t always a butler; he used to be the sil- ver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people He had to polish it from morning till night until finally it began to affect his nose— —‘ ‘Things went from bad to worse,’ suggested Miss Baker ‘Yes Things went from bad to worse until finally he had to give up his position.’ For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affec- tion upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom’s ear whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair and without a word went inside As if his absence quickened something within her Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing ‘I love to see you at my table, Nick You remind me of a— of a rose, an absolute rose Doesn’t he?’ She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation ‘An absolute rose?’ This was untrue I am not even faintly like a rose She was only extemporizing but a stirring warmth flowed from her as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in on apkin on the table and excused herself and 18 The Great Gatsby went into the house Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance conscious- ly devoid of meaning I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said ‘Sh!’ in a warning voice A subdued im- passioned murmur was audible in the room beyond and Miss Baker leaned forward, unashamed, trying to hear The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether ‘This Mr Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbor——’ I said ‘Don’t talk I want to hear what happens.’ ‘Is something happening?’ I inquired innocently ‘You mean to say you don’t know?’ said Miss Baker, hon- estly surprised ‘I thought everybody knew.’ ‘I don’t.’ ‘Why——’ she said hesitantly, ‘Tom’s got some woman in New York.’ ‘Got some woman?’ I repeated blankly Miss Baker nodded ‘She might have the decency not to telephone him at din- ner-time Don’t you think?’ Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots and Tom and Daisy were back at the table ‘It couldn’t be helped!’ cried Daisy with tense gayety She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me and continued: ‘I looked outdoors for a minute and it’s very romantic outdoors There’s a bird on the e eBooks at Planet eBook.com 19 or White Star Line He’s singing away——’ her voice sang ‘——It’s romantic, isn’t it, Tom?’ ‘Very romantic,’ he said, and then miserably to me: ‘If it’s light enough after dinner I want to take you down to the stables.’ The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at every one and yet to avoid all eyes I couldn’t guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking but I doubt if even Miss Baker who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy skepticism was able utterly to put this fifth guest’s shrill me- tallic urgency out of mind To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing—my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while trying to look pleasantly in- terested and a little deaf I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front In its deep gloom we sat down side by side ve- ly shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl 20 The Great Gatsby ‘We don’t know each other very well, Nick,’ she said suddenly ‘Even if we are cousins You didn’t come to my wedding.’ ‘I wasn’t back from the war.’ ‘That’s true.’ She hesitated ‘Well, I’ve had a very bad time, Nick, and I’m pretty cynical about everything.’ Evidently she had reason to be I waited but she didn’t say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter ‘I suppose she talks, and—eats, and everything.’ ‘Oh, yes.’ She looked at me absently ‘Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born Would you like to hear?’ ‘Very much.’ ‘It’ll show you how I’ve gotten to feel about—things Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept ‘All right,’ I said, ‘I’m glad it’s a girl And I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.’ ‘You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow,’ she went on in a convinced way ‘Everybo nghiên cứu đến từ nước Hàn Quốc, Pháp, Đức, Anh, Úc, Trung Quốc, Thái Lan; với tham gia đại diện số quan quản lý nhà nước erywhere and seen everything and done everything.’ Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom’s, and she laughed with thrilling scorn ‘Sophisticated—God, I’m sophisticated!’ The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 21 attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emo- tion from me I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the ‘Saturday Evening Post’—the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a sooth- ing tune The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand ‘To be continued,’ she said, tossing the magazine on the table, ‘in our very next issue.’ Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, a me on the ceiling ‘Time for this good girl to go to bed.’ ‘Jordan’s going to play in the tournament tomorrow,’ ex- plained Daisy, ‘over at Westchester.’ ‘Oh,—you’re JORdan Baker.’ I knew now why her face was familiar—its pleasing con- temptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and 22 The Great Gatsby Hot Springs and Palm Beach I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgot- ten long ago ‘Good night,’ she said softly ‘Wake me at eight, won’t you.’ ‘If you’ll get up.’ ‘I will Good night, Mr Carraway See you anon.’ ‘Of course you will,’ confirmed Daisy ‘In fact I think I’ll arrange a marriage Come over often, Nick, and I’ll sort of—oh—fling you together You know—lock you up acci- dentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing——‘ ‘Good night,’ called Miss Baker from the stairs ‘I haven’t heard a word.’ ‘She’s a nice girl,’ said Tom after a moment ‘They oughtn’t to let her run around the country this way.’ ‘Who oughtn’t to?’ inquired Daisy coldly ‘Her family.’ ‘Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old Be- sides, Nick’s going to look after her, aren’t you, Nick? She’s going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer I think the home influence will be ver si- lence ‘Is she from New York?’ I asked quickly ‘From Louisville Our white girlhood was passed togeth- er there Our beautiful white——‘ ‘Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the ve- randa?’ demanded Tom suddenly Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 23 ‘Did I?’ She looked at me ‘I can’t seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race Yes, I’m sure we did It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know——‘ ‘Don’t believe everything you hear, Nick,’ he advised me I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called ‘Wait! ‘I forgot to ask you something, and it’s important We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.’ ‘That’s right,’ corroborated Tom kindly ‘We heard that you were engaged.’ ‘It’s libel I’m too poor.’ ‘But we heard it,’ insisted Daisy, surprising me by open- ing up again in a flower-like way ‘We heard it from three people so it must be true.’ Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn’t even vaguely engaged The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come east You can’t stop going with an old friend on account of rumors and on the other hand I had no inte Hội thảo tổ chức với Phiên toàn thể Phiên chuyên đề gồm nhóm chủ đề tham luận sau: and made them less remotely rich—nevertheless, I was confused and a little dis- gusted as I drove away It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to was to rush out of the house, child in arms—but apparently there were no such intentions in her head As for Tom, the fact that he ‘had some woman in New York’ was 24 The Great Gatsby really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard The wind had blown off, leaving a loud bright night with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life The silhouette of a moving cat wa- vered across the moonlight and turning my head to watch it I saw that I was not alone—fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbor’s mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars Something in his leisurely move- ments and the secure p self, come out to deter- mine what share was his of our local heavens I decided to call to him Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would for an introduction But I didn’t call to him for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone—he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and far as I was from him I could have sworn he was trembling Involuntarily I glanced seaward—and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock When I looked once more for Gatsby he had van- Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 25 ished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness Nhóm 1: Chuyển đổi số doanh nghiệp nhằm phát triển thương mại phân phối Các nghiên cứu chủ đề tập trung phân tích thực tiễn chuyển đổi số doanh nghiệp Việt Nam nói chung chuyển đổi số doanh nghiệp thuộc lĩnh vực thương mại, logistics, nơng nghiệp, du lịch, nói riêng Cụ thể gồm vấn đề như: Chuyển đổi số doanh nghiệp Việt Nam bối cảnh cách mạng công nghiệp 4.0; chuyển đổi kỹ thật số doanh nghiệp vừa nhỏ Việt Nam; nhân tố ảnh hưởng đến chuyển đổi số doanh nghiệp; chuyển đổi số cho doanh nghiệp phân phối hàng hóa tỉnh Lào Cai; chuyển đổi số doanh nghiệp chế biến, xuất cà phê Việt Nam; ứng dụng công nghệ 4.0 lĩnh vực logistics Việt Nam; chuyển đổi số phân phối sản phẩm du lịch Việt Nam;… Thông qua việc đánh giá thực trạng, thuận lợi khó khăn doanh nghiệp trước diễn biến phức tạp dịch bệnh Covid-19, nghiên cứu đề xuất giải pháp kiến nghị góp phần chuyển đổi số có hiệu doanh nghiệp nước ta bối cảnh cách mạng cơng nghiệp 4.0 nhằm ứng phó với ảnh hưởng dịch bệnh Covid-19 Ngoài ra, chủ đề có nghiên cứu đề cập đến ý nghĩa phương pháp trắc lượng thư mục tổng quan tài liệu chuyển đổi số doanh nghiệp vừa nhỏ Nhóm 2: Thị trường hành vi khách hàng lĩnh vực thương mại phân phối Trong chủ đề này, viết tập trung vào nghiên cứu xu hướng tiêu dùng, hành vi tiêu dùng, hài lòng khách hàng bối cảnh đại dịch Covid-19 Cụ thể gồm vấn đề như: Xu hướng tiêu dùng người dân Bình Định sau đại dịch Covid-19; vận dụng thuyết ảnh hưởng xã hội thuyết hành vi có kế hoạch nghiên cứu ý định hành vi tiêu dùng xanh người tiêu dùng trẻ Việt Nam; ảnh hưởng nhận thức môi trường lên dự định hành vi tiêu dùng sản phẩm xanh thành phố Đà Nẵng; yếu tố ảnh hưởng đến ý định mua sản phẩm nhãn hàng riêng siêu thị người tiêu dùng thành phố Kon Tum; người tiêu dùng số phát triển thương mại bán lẻ trực tuyến Việt Nam; chất lượng dịch vụ hài lòng khách hàng mua sắm trực tuyến siêu thị Quy Nhơn; Từ nghiên cứu này, tác giả đề xuất số giải pháp marketing; tìm kiếm nguồn cung hợp lý; nâng cao chất lượng dịch vụ củng cố niềm tin người tiêu dùng; để thúc đẩy mua sắm nâng cao hài lòng khách hàng bối cảnh đại dịch Covid-19 Bên cạnh đó, số nghiên cứu đề cập đến vấn đề ảnh hưởng trách nhiệm xã hội lên hình ảnh tổ chức niềm tin người tiêu dùng; đào tạo nhằm phát triển lực tảng cho nhà quản trị doanh nghiệp vừa nhỏ Việt Nam lĩnh vực xuất nông sản;… bout the butler’s nose Do you want to hear about the butler’s nose?’ ‘That’s why I came over tonight.’ ‘Well, he wasn’t always a butler; he used to be the sil- ver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people He had to polish it from morning till night until finally it began to affect his nose— —‘ ‘Things went from bad to worse,’ suggested Miss Baker ‘Yes Things went from bad to worse until finally he had to give up his position.’ For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affec- tion upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom’s ear whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair and without a word went inside As if his absence quickened something within her Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing ‘I love to see you at my table, Nick You remind me of a— of a rose, an absolute rose Doesn’t he?’ She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation ‘An absolute rose?’ This was untrue I am not even faintly like a rose She was only extemporizing but a stirring warmth flowed from her as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in on apkin on the table and excused herself and 18 The Great Gatsby went into the house Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance conscious- ly devoid of meaning I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said ‘Sh!’ in a warning voice A subdued im- passioned murmur was audible in the room beyond and Miss Baker leaned forward, unashamed, trying to hear The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether ‘This Mr Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbor——’ I said ‘Don’t talk I want to hear what happens.’ ‘Is something happening?’ I inquired innocently ‘You mean to say you don’t know?’ said Miss Baker, hon- estly surprised ‘I thought everybody knew.’ ‘I don’t.’ ‘Why——’ she said hesitantly, ‘Tom’s got some woman in New York.’ ‘Got some woman?’ I repeated blankly Miss Baker nodded ‘She might have the decency not to telephone him at din- ner-time Don’t you think?’ Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots and Tom and Daisy were back at the table ‘It couldn’t be helped!’ cried Daisy with tense gayety She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me and continued: ‘I looked outdoors for a minute and it’s very romantic outdoors There’s a bird on the e eBooks at Planet eBook.com 19 or White Star Line He’s singing away——’ her voice sang ‘——It’s romantic, isn’t it, Tom?’ ‘Very romantic,’ he said, and then miserably to me: ‘If it’s light enough after dinner I want to take you down to the stables.’ The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at every one and yet to avoid all eyes I couldn’t guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking but I doubt if even Miss Baker who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy skepticism was able utterly to put this fifth guest’s shrill me- tallic urgency out of mind To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing—my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while trying to look pleasantly in- terested and a little deaf I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front In its deep gloom we sat down side by side ve- ly shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl 20 The Great Gatsby ‘We don’t know each other very well, Nick,’ she said suddenly ‘Even if we are cousins You didn’t come to my wedding.’ ‘I wasn’t back from the war.’ ‘That’s true.’ She hesitated ‘Well, I’ve had a very bad time, Nick, and I’m pretty cynical about everything.’ Evidently she had reason to be I waited but she didn’t say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter ‘I suppose she talks, and—eats, and everything.’ ‘Oh, yes.’ She looked at me absently ‘Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born Would you like to hear?’ ‘Very much.’ ‘It’ll show you how I’ve gotten to feel about—things Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept ‘All right,’ I said, ‘I’m glad it’s a girl And I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.’ ‘You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow,’ she went on in a convinced way ‘Everybo Nhóm 3: Logistics thương mại phân phối, tác động logistics đến hoạt động thương mại phân phối erywhere and seen everything and done everything.’ Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom’s, and she laughed with thrilling scorn ‘Sophisticated—God, I’m sophisticated!’ The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 21 attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emo- tion from me I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the ‘Saturday Evening Post’—the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a sooth- ing tune The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand ‘To be continued,’ she said, tossing the magazine on the table, ‘in our very next issue.’ Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, a me on the ceiling ‘Time for this good girl to go to bed.’ ‘Jordan’s going to play in the tournament tomorrow,’ ex- plained Daisy, ‘over at Westchester.’ ‘Oh,—you’re JORdan Baker.’ I knew now why her face was familiar—its pleasing con- temptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and 22 The Great Gatsby Hot Springs and Palm Beach I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgot- ten long ago ‘Good night,’ she said softly ‘Wake me at eight, won’t you.’ ‘If you’ll get up.’ ‘I will Good night, Mr Carraway See you anon.’ ‘Of course you will,’ confirmed Daisy ‘In fact I think I’ll arrange a marriage Come over often, Nick, and I’ll sort of—oh—fling you together You know—lock you up acci- dentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing——‘ ‘Good night,’ called Miss Baker from the stairs ‘I haven’t heard a word.’ ‘She’s a nice girl,’ said Tom after a moment ‘They oughtn’t to let her run around the country this way.’ ‘Who oughtn’t to?’ inquired Daisy coldly ‘Her family.’ ‘Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old Be- sides, Nick’s going to look after her, aren’t you, Nick? She’s going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer I think the home influence will be ver si- lence ‘Is she from New York?’ I asked quickly ‘From Louisville Our white girlhood was passed togeth- er there Our beautiful white——‘ ‘Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the ve- randa?’ demanded Tom suddenly Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 23 ‘Did I?’ She looked at me ‘I can’t seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race Yes, I’m sure we did It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know——‘ ‘Don’t believe everything you hear, Nick,’ he advised me I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called ‘Wait! ‘I forgot to ask you something, and it’s important We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.’ ‘That’s right,’ corroborated Tom kindly ‘We heard that you were engaged.’ ‘It’s libel I’m too poor.’ ‘But we heard it,’ insisted Daisy, surprising me by open- ing up again in a flower-like way ‘We heard it from three people so it must be true.’ Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn’t even vaguely engaged The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come east You can’t stop going with an old friend on account of rumors and on the other hand I had no inte Ở nhóm chủ đề này, viết tập trung nghiên cứu lý luận thực tiễn logistics thương mại phân phối, tác động logistics đến hoạt động thương mại phân phối Cụ thể gồm vấn đề như: Giao hàng chặng cuối thương mại điện tử B2C số quốc gia; định tuyến phương tiện giao nhận vận chuyển hàng hóa Việt Nam; tác động số lực logistics tới kết hoạt động thương mại quốc tế Việt Nam; vai trò logistics hoạt động xuất khẩu; triển vọng thách thức ngành logistics ngược Việt Nam;… Từ đó, nghiên cứu đưa hàm ý giải pháp cho doanh nghiệp Việt Nam, là: Doanh nghiệp cần thực số giải pháp nâng cao chất lượng nguồn nhân lực, khuyến khích người mua tốn trực tuyến,…; quan quản lý nhà nước cần cải thiện môi trường logistics tăng cường đầu tư kết cấu hạ tầng, tiếp tục giám sát hoạt động toán trực tuyến xử phạt doanh nghiệp vi phạm pháp luật, quảng bá tốn số,… Ngồi ra, chủ đề cịn bàn đến vấn đề phân tích hiệu hai giai đoạn cảng hàng không thương mại Hàn Quốc and made them less remotely rich—nevertheless, I was confused and a little dis- gusted as I drove away It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to was to rush out of the house, child in arms—but apparently there were no such intentions in her head As for Tom, the fact that he ‘had some woman in New York’ was 24 The Great Gatsby really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard The wind had blown off, leaving a loud bright night with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life The silhouette of a moving cat wa- vered across the moonlight and turning my head to watch it I saw that I was not alone—fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbor’s mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars Something in his leisurely move- ments and the secure p self, come out to deter- mine what share was his of our local heavens I decided to call to him Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would for an introduction But I didn’t call to him for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone—he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and far as I was from him I could have sworn he was trembling Involuntarily I glanced seaward—and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock When I looked once more for Gatsby he had van- Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 25 ished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness Nhóm 4: Mơ hình phân phối thương mại, kênh phân phối thương mại, sở thương mại phân phối doanh nghiệp; Hệ thống thương mại phân phối sản phẩm, dịch vụ chuỗi giá trị toàn cầu Trong chủ đề này, nghiên cứu tập trung vào phân tích nội dung liên quan đến chuỗi giá trị, chuỗi cung ứng ngành hàng Các vấn đề cụ thể bao gồm: Phát triển bền vững chuỗi giá trị nông sản xuất khẩu; sản phẩm điện tử xu hội nhập vào chuỗi giá trị toàn cầu; phát triển chuỗi cung ứng để cải thiện mạng lưới thương mại cho nông sản; phát triển liên kết chiến lược chuỗi cung ứng ngành hàng thịt; nghiên cứu chuỗi cung ứng sách Amazon;… Các nghiên cứu đề xuất số giải pháp, gợi ý cho doanh nghiệp Việt Nam như: Hình thành hệ thống liên kết chiến lược; mở rộng quy mô đầu tư; mở rộng danh mục sản phẩm; điều chỉnh quy trình cơng nghệ giao hàng; nâng cao chất lượng nguồn lực;… Bên cạnh đó, số nghiên cứu đề cập đến vấn đề phát triển sàn giao dịch vận tải đường bộ; đề xuất mơ hình tích hợp thực hành phân phối tốt với hệ thống quản lý chất lượng cho sản phẩm dược phẩm; đảm bảo chất lượng hàng hóa giao dịch qua sàn thương mại điện tử;… Nhóm 5: Dự báo triển vọng thị trường thương mại, phân phối nước, khu vực giới đề xuất, kiến nghị chế, sách doanh nghiệp lĩnh vực thương mại, phân phối Các viết chủ đề tập trung vào phân tích tác động hiệp định thương mại, hàng rào kỹ thuật xuất hàng hóa; phát triển hoạt động thương mại, dịch vụ, xuất khẩu; mối quan hệ đổi công nghệ doanh nghiệp vừa nhỏ Hàn Quốc với hiệu nâng cao lực cạnh tranh; thành tựu thách thức kinh tế Việt Nam trình hội nhập quốc tế;…; từ dự báo triển vọng thị trường thương mại, bout the butler’s nose Do you want to hear about the butler’s nose?’ ‘That’s why I came over tonight.’ ‘Well, he wasn’t always a butler; he used to be the sil- ver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people He had to polish it from morning till night until finally it began to affect his nose— —‘ ‘Things went from bad to worse,’ suggested Miss Baker ‘Yes Things went from bad to worse until finally he had to give up his position.’ For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affec- tion upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom’s ear whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair and without a word went inside As if his absence quickened something within her Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing ‘I love to see you at my table, Nick You remind me of a— of a rose, an absolute rose Doesn’t he?’ She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation ‘An absolute rose?’ This was untrue I am not even faintly like a rose She was only extemporizing but a stirring warmth flowed from her as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in on apkin on the table and excused herself and 18 The Great Gatsby went into the house Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance conscious- ly devoid of meaning I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said ‘Sh!’ in a warning voice A subdued im- passioned murmur was audible in the room beyond and Miss Baker leaned forward, unashamed, trying to hear The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether ‘This Mr Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbor——’ I said ‘Don’t talk I want to hear what happens.’ ‘Is something happening?’ I inquired innocently ‘You mean to say you don’t know?’ said Miss Baker, hon- estly surprised ‘I thought everybody knew.’ ‘I don’t.’ ‘Why——’ she said hesitantly, ‘Tom’s got some woman in New York.’ ‘Got some woman?’ I repeated blankly Miss Baker nodded ‘She might have the decency not to telephone him at din- ner-time Don’t you think?’ Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots and Tom and Daisy were back at the table ‘It couldn’t be helped!’ cried Daisy with tense gayety She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me and continued: ‘I looked outdoors for a minute and it’s very romantic outdoors There’s a bird on the e eBooks at Planet eBook.com 19 or White Star Line He’s singing away——’ her voice sang ‘——It’s romantic, isn’t it, Tom?’ ‘Very romantic,’ he said, and then miserably to me: ‘If it’s light enough after dinner I want to take you down to the stables.’ The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at every one and yet to avoid all eyes I couldn’t guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking but I doubt if even Miss Baker who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy skepticism was able utterly to put this fifth guest’s shrill me- tallic urgency out of mind To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing—my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while trying to look pleasantly in- terested and a little deaf I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front In its deep gloom we sat down side by side ve- ly shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl 20 The Great Gatsby ‘We don’t know each other very well, Nick,’ she said suddenly ‘Even if we are cousins You didn’t come to my wedding.’ ‘I wasn’t back from the war.’ ‘That’s true.’ She hesitated ‘Well, I’ve had a very bad time, Nick, and I’m pretty cynical about everything.’ Evidently she had reason to be I waited but she didn’t say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter ‘I suppose she talks, and—eats, and everything.’ ‘Oh, yes.’ She looked at me absently ‘Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born Would you like to hear?’ ‘Very much.’ ‘It’ll show you how I’ve gotten to feel about—things Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept ‘All right,’ I said, ‘I’m glad it’s a girl And I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.’ ‘You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow,’ she went on in a convinced way ‘Everybo phân phối nước, khu vực giới đề xuất, kiến nghị chế, sách doanh nghiệp lĩnh vực thương mại phân phối erywhere and seen everything and done everything.’ Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom’s, and she laughed with thrilling scorn ‘Sophisticated—God, I’m sophisticated!’ The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 21 attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emo- tion from me I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the ‘Saturday Evening Post’—the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a sooth- ing tune The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand ‘To be continued,’ she said, tossing the magazine on the table, ‘in our very next issue.’ Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, a me on the ceiling ‘Time for this good girl to go to bed.’ ‘Jordan’s going to play in the tournament tomorrow,’ ex- plained Daisy, ‘over at Westchester.’ ‘Oh,—you’re JORdan Baker.’ I knew now why her face was familiar—its pleasing con- temptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and 22 The Great Gatsby Hot Springs and Palm Beach I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgot- ten long ago ‘Good night,’ she said softly ‘Wake me at eight, won’t you.’ ‘If you’ll get up.’ ‘I will Good night, Mr Carraway See you anon.’ ‘Of course you will,’ confirmed Daisy ‘In fact I think I’ll arrange a marriage Come over often, Nick, and I’ll sort of—oh—fling you together You know—lock you up acci- dentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing——‘ ‘Good night,’ called Miss Baker from the stairs ‘I haven’t heard a word.’ ‘She’s a nice girl,’ said Tom after a moment ‘They oughtn’t to let her run around the country this way.’ ‘Who oughtn’t to?’ inquired Daisy coldly ‘Her family.’ ‘Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old Be- sides, Nick’s going to look after her, aren’t you, Nick? She’s going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer I think the home influence will be ver si- lence ‘Is she from New York?’ I asked quickly ‘From Louisville Our white girlhood was passed togeth- er there Our beautiful white——‘ ‘Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the ve- randa?’ demanded Tom suddenly Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 23 ‘Did I?’ She looked at me ‘I can’t seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race Yes, I’m sure we did It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know——‘ ‘Don’t believe everything you hear, Nick,’ he advised me I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called ‘Wait! ‘I forgot to ask you something, and it’s important We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.’ ‘That’s right,’ corroborated Tom kindly ‘We heard that you were engaged.’ ‘It’s libel I’m too poor.’ ‘But we heard it,’ insisted Daisy, surprising me by open- ing up again in a flower-like way ‘We heard it from three people so it must be true.’ Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn’t even vaguely engaged The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come east You can’t stop going with an old friend on account of rumors and on the other hand I had no inte Nhóm 6: Những thể chế, sách, luật pháp, sở pháp lý vấn đề thương mại phân phối phát triển kinh tế địa phương, quốc gia quốc tế; Vai trò Nhà nước việc ban hành sách nhằm thúc đẩy lưu thơng hàng hóa phạm vi thị trường nội địa quốc tế; Ảnh hưởng sách thương mại phân phối quốc tế Việt Nam tham gia vào thị trường giới and made them less remotely rich—nevertheless, I was confused and a little dis- gusted as I drove away It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to was to rush out of the house, child in arms—but apparently there were no such intentions in her head As for Tom, the fact that he ‘had some woman in New York’ was 24 The Great Gatsby really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard The wind had blown off, leaving a loud bright night with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life The silhouette of a moving cat wa- vered across the moonlight and turning my head to watch it I saw that I was not alone—fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbor’s mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars Something in his leisurely move- ments and the secure p self, come out to deter- mine what share was his of our local heavens I decided to call to him Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would for an introduction But I didn’t call to him for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone—he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and far as I was from him I could have sworn he was trembling Involuntarily I glanced seaward—and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock When I looked once more for Gatsby he had van- Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 25 ished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness Trong chủ đề này, nghiên cứu xoay quanh nội dung thể chế, sách, luật pháp thương mại phân phối phát triển kinh tế; vai trò Nhà nước việc ban hành sách thúc đẩy lưu thơng hàng hóa; ảnh hưởng sách thương mại phân phối quốc tế Việt Nam Các vấn đề cụ thể như: Quản lý nhà nước an toàn vệ sinh lao động doanh nghiệp may Việt Nam tham gia hiệp định thương mại tự hệ mới; quản lý thuế thương mại điện tử Việt Nam; pháp luật kinh doanh theo phương thức đa cấp từ góc độ hoạt động bán lẻ; tác động bảo hộ thương mại đến xuất nông sản Việt Nam; quan hệ thương mại nước VISEGRAD Việt Nam; rào cản phi thuế quan xuất nông, lâm, thủy sản Việt Nam;… Một số khuyến nghị đề xuất gồm: Rà soát hoàn thiện hệ thống pháp luật đại lý thương mại; đẩy mạnh hoạt động tuyên truyền, phổ biến pháp luật; tuân thủ nguyên tắc hoạt động thương mại điều chỉnh pháp luật hoạt động bán lẻ; tăng cường theo dõi xử lý phù hợp vụ điều tra phòng vệ thương mại; hoàn thiện chế cảnh báo sớm cho hàng xuất Việt Nam;… Nhóm 7: Phát triển thương hiệu, truyền thông marketing nhằm phát triển thương mại phân phối Các nghiên cứu chủ đề tập trung đề cập đến nội dung thương hiệu doanh nghiệp, truyền thông marketing nhằm phát triển thương mại phân phối Các vấn đề cụ thể như: Giá trị thương hiệu siêu thị bán lẻ; ảnh hưởng hoạt động marketing mạng xã hội, nhận thức thương hiệu, hình ảnh thương hiệu đến trung thành thương hiệu; chiến lược marketing số cho doanh nghiệp Việt Nam; ảnh hưởng tiếp thị số đến kinh doanh dược liệu vùng Tây Nguyên;… Từ việc phân tích thực trạng, tác giả đề xuất số giải pháp phát triển thương hiệu, truyền thông marketing nhằm phát triển thương mại phân phối, là: Tăng cường nhận thức giá trị marketing mạng xã hội công tác quản trị thương hiệu doanh nghiệp; ứng dụng trí tuệ nhân tạo chiến lược marketing số cho doanh nghiệp Việt Nam; đầu tư phương tiện phục vụ tiếp thị số;… Nhóm 8: Các chủ đề liên quan khác Bên cạnh tham luận tập trung lĩnh vực thương mại phân phối có nghiên cứu xoay quanh vấn đề lực cạnh tranh xuất khẩu, trách nhiệm pháp lý doanh nghiệp bối cảnh hội nhập, quản lý tài sản trí tuệ doanh nghiệp, đảm bảo chất lượng bên thứ ba báo cáo bền vững doanh nghiệp, bout the butler’s nose Do you want to hear about the butler’s nose?’ ‘That’s why I came over tonight.’ ‘Well, he wasn’t always a butler; he used to be the sil- ver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people He had to polish it from morning till night until finally it began to affect his nose— —‘ ‘Things went from bad to worse,’ suggested Miss Baker ‘Yes Things went from bad to worse until finally he had to give up his position.’ For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affec- tion upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom’s ear whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair and without a word went inside As if his absence quickened something within her Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing ‘I love to see you at my table, Nick You remind me of a— of a rose, an absolute rose Doesn’t he?’ She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation ‘An absolute rose?’ This was untrue I am not even faintly like a rose She was only extemporizing but a stirring warmth flowed from her as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in on apkin on the table and excused herself and 18 The Great Gatsby went into the house Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance conscious- ly devoid of meaning I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said ‘Sh!’ in a warning voice A subdued im- passioned murmur was audible in the room beyond and Miss Baker leaned forward, unashamed, trying to hear The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether ‘This Mr Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbor——’ I said ‘Don’t talk I want to hear what happens.’ ‘Is something happening?’ I inquired innocently ‘You mean to say you don’t know?’ said Miss Baker, hon- estly surprised ‘I thought everybody knew.’ ‘I don’t.’ ‘Why——’ she said hesitantly, ‘Tom’s got some woman in New York.’ ‘Got some woman?’ I repeated blankly Miss Baker nodded ‘She might have the decency not to telephone him at din- ner-time Don’t you think?’ Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots and Tom and Daisy were back at the table ‘It couldn’t be helped!’ cried Daisy with tense gayety She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me and continued: ‘I looked outdoors for a minute and it’s very romantic outdoors There’s a bird on the e eBooks at Planet eBook.com 19 or White Star Line He’s singing away——’ her voice sang ‘——It’s romantic, isn’t it, Tom?’ ‘Very romantic,’ he said, and then miserably to me: ‘If it’s light enough after dinner I want to take you down to the stables.’ The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at every one and yet to avoid all eyes I couldn’t guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking but I doubt if even Miss Baker who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy skepticism was able utterly to put this fifth guest’s shrill me- tallic urgency out of mind To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing—my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while trying to look pleasantly in- terested and a little deaf I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front In its deep gloom we sat down side by side ve- ly shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl 20 The Great Gatsby ‘We don’t know each other very well, Nick,’ she said suddenly ‘Even if we are cousins You didn’t come to my wedding.’ ‘I wasn’t back from the war.’ ‘That’s true.’ She hesitated ‘Well, I’ve had a very bad time, Nick, and I’m pretty cynical about everything.’ Evidently she had reason to be I waited but she didn’t say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter ‘I suppose she talks, and—eats, and everything.’ ‘Oh, yes.’ She looked at me absently ‘Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born Would you like to hear?’ ‘Very much.’ ‘It’ll show you how I’ve gotten to feel about—things Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept ‘All right,’ I said, ‘I’m glad it’s a girl And I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.’ ‘You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow,’ she went on in a convinced way ‘Everybo yếu tố ảnh hưởng đến hài lòng khách hàng chất lượng dịch vụ doanh nghiệp,… Các viết cho nhìn tồn cảnh đầy đủ phương diện hoạt động thương mại phân phối địa phương nước erywhere and seen everything and done everything.’ Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom’s, and she laughed with thrilling scorn ‘Sophisticated—God, I’m sophisticated!’ The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 21 attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emo- tion from me I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the ‘Saturday Evening Post’—the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a sooth- ing tune The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand ‘To be continued,’ she said, tossing the magazine on the table, ‘in our very next issue.’ Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, a me on the ceiling ‘Time for this good girl to go to bed.’ ‘Jordan’s going to play in the tournament tomorrow,’ ex- plained Daisy, ‘over at Westchester.’ ‘Oh,—you’re JORdan Baker.’ I knew now why her face was familiar—its pleasing con- temptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and 22 The Great Gatsby Hot Springs and Palm Beach I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgot- ten long ago ‘Good night,’ she said softly ‘Wake me at eight, won’t you.’ ‘If you’ll get up.’ ‘I will Good night, Mr Carraway See you anon.’ ‘Of course you will,’ confirmed Daisy ‘In fact I think I’ll arrange a marriage Come over often, Nick, and I’ll sort of—oh—fling you together You know—lock you up acci- dentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing——‘ ‘Good night,’ called Miss Baker from the stairs ‘I haven’t heard a word.’ ‘She’s a nice girl,’ said Tom after a moment ‘They oughtn’t to let her run around the country this way.’ ‘Who oughtn’t to?’ inquired Daisy coldly ‘Her family.’ ‘Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old Be- sides, Nick’s going to look after her, aren’t you, Nick? She’s going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer I think the home influence will be ver si- lence ‘Is she from New York?’ I asked quickly ‘From Louisville Our white girlhood was passed togeth- er there Our beautiful white——‘ ‘Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the ve- randa?’ demanded Tom suddenly Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 23 ‘Did I?’ She looked at me ‘I can’t seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race Yes, I’m sure we did It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know——‘ ‘Don’t believe everything you hear, Nick,’ he advised me I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called ‘Wait! ‘I forgot to ask you something, and it’s important We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.’ ‘That’s right,’ corroborated Tom kindly ‘We heard that you were engaged.’ ‘It’s libel I’m too poor.’ ‘But we heard it,’ insisted Daisy, surprising me by open- ing up again in a flower-like way ‘We heard it from three people so it must be true.’ Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn’t even vaguely engaged The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come east You can’t stop going with an old friend on account of rumors and on the other hand I had no inte and made them less remotely rich—nevertheless, I was confused and a little dis- gusted as I drove away It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to was to rush out of the house, child in arms—but apparently there were no such intentions in her head As for Tom, the fact that he ‘had some woman in New York’ was 24 The Great Gatsby really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard The wind had blown off, leaving a loud bright night with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life The silhouette of a moving cat wa- vered across the moonlight and turning my head to watch it I saw that I was not alone—fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbor’s mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars Something in his leisurely move- ments and the secure p self, come out to deter- mine what share was his of our local heavens I decided to call to him Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would for an introduction But I didn’t call to him for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone—he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and far as I was from him I could have sworn he was trembling Involuntarily I glanced seaward—and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock When I looked once more for Gatsby he had van- Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 25 ished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness Ban tổ chức Hội thảo cố gắng để tuyển chọn cách kỹ lưỡng cơng trình tiêu biểu tác giả gửi tham dự Tuy nhiên, giới hạn thời gian dung lượng in Kỷ yếu Hội thảo, có 97 số gần 200 viết chọn lọc in kỷ yếu Ban tổ chức chân thành cảm ơn tác giả quan tâm gửi bài, đến tham dự báo cáo Hội thảo Những đóng góp tâm huyết quý tác giả làm nên thành công Hội thảo lần Thay mặt Ban tổ chức Hội thảo, lần xin chân thành cảm ơn nhà khoa học, chuyên gia, nhà quản lý đóng góp trí tuệ cho Hội thảo, cảm ơn quan, tổ chức, sở giáo dục giúp đỡ, ủng hộ tạo điều kiện cho tác giả tham dự Hội thảo quan trọng giàu ý nghĩa Xin kính chúc quý vị đại biểu dồi sức khỏe, thành công hạnh phúc! Chúc Hội thảo thành công tốt đẹp! bout the butler’s nose Do you want to hear about the butler’s nose?’ ‘That’s why I came over tonight.’ ‘Well, he wasn’t always a butler; he used to be the sil- ver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people He had to polish it from morning till night until finally it began to affect his nose— —‘ ‘Things went from bad to worse,’ suggested Miss Baker ‘Yes Things went from bad to worse until finally he had to give up his position.’ For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affec- tion upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom’s ear whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair and without a word went inside As if his absence quickened something within her Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing ‘I love to see you at my table, Nick You remind me of a— of a rose, an absolute rose Doesn’t he?’ She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation ‘An absolute rose?’ This was untrue I am not even faintly like a rose She was only extemporizing but a stirring warmth flowed from her as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in on apkin on the table and excused herself and 18 The Great Gatsby went into the house Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance conscious- ly devoid of meaning I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said ‘Sh!’ in a warning voice A subdued im- passioned murmur was audible in the room beyond and Miss Baker leaned forward, unashamed, trying to hear The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether ‘This Mr Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbor——’ I said ‘Don’t talk I want to hear what happens.’ ‘Is something happening?’ I inquired innocently ‘You mean to say you don’t know?’ said Miss Baker, hon- estly surprised ‘I thought everybody knew.’ ‘I don’t.’ ‘Why——’ she said hesitantly, ‘Tom’s got some woman in New York.’ ‘Got some woman?’ I repeated blankly Miss Baker nodded ‘She might have the decency not to telephone him at din- ner-time Don’t you think?’ Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots and Tom and Daisy were back at the table ‘It couldn’t be helped!’ cried Daisy with tense gayety She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me and continued: ‘I looked outdoors for a minute and it’s very romantic outdoors There’s a bird on the e eBooks at Planet eBook.com 19 or White Star Line He’s singing away——’ her voice sang ‘——It’s romantic, isn’t it, Tom?’ ‘Very romantic,’ he said, and then miserably to me: ‘If it’s light enough after dinner I want to take you down to the stables.’ The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at every one and yet to avoid all eyes I couldn’t guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking but I doubt if even Miss Baker who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy skepticism was able utterly to put this fifth guest’s shrill me- tallic urgency out of mind To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing—my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while trying to look pleasantly in- terested and a little deaf I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front In its deep gloom we sat down side by side ve- ly shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl 20 The Great Gatsby ‘We don’t know each other very well, Nick,’ she said suddenly ‘Even if we are cousins You didn’t come to my wedding.’ ‘I wasn’t back from the war.’ ‘That’s true.’ She hesitated ‘Well, I’ve had a very bad time, Nick, and I’m pretty cynical about everything.’ Evidently she had reason to be I waited but she didn’t say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter ‘I suppose she talks, and—eats, and everything.’ ‘Oh, yes.’ She looked at me absently ‘Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born Would you like to hear?’ ‘Very much.’ ‘It’ll show you how I’ve gotten to feel about—things Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept ‘All right,’ I said, ‘I’m glad it’s a girl And I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.’ ‘You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow,’ she went on in a convinced way ‘Everybo erywhere and seen everything and done everything.’ Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom’s, and she laughed with thrilling scorn ‘Sophisticated—God, I’m sophisticated!’ The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 21 attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emo- tion from me I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the ‘Saturday Evening Post’—the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a sooth- ing tune The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand ‘To be continued,’ she said, tossing the magazine on the table, ‘in our very next issue.’ Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, a me on the ceiling ‘Time for this good girl to go to bed.’ ‘Jordan’s going to play in the tournament tomorrow,’ ex- plained Daisy, ‘over at Westchester.’ ‘Oh,—you’re JORdan Baker.’ I knew now why her face was familiar—its pleasing con- temptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and 22 The Great Gatsby Hot Springs and Palm Beach I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgot- ten long ago ‘Good night,’ she said softly ‘Wake me at eight, won’t you.’ ‘If you’ll get up.’ ‘I will Good night, Mr Carraway See you anon.’ ‘Of course you will,’ confirmed Daisy ‘In fact I think I’ll arrange a marriage Come over often, Nick, and I’ll sort of—oh—fling you together You know—lock you up acci- dentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing——‘ ‘Good night,’ called Miss Baker from the stairs ‘I haven’t heard a word.’ ‘She’s a nice girl,’ said Tom after a moment ‘They oughtn’t to let her run around the country this way.’ ‘Who oughtn’t to?’ inquired Daisy coldly ‘Her family.’ ‘Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old Be- sides, Nick’s going to look after her, aren’t you, Nick? She’s going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer I think the home influence will be ver si- lence ‘Is she from New York?’ I asked quickly ‘From Louisville Our white girlhood was passed togeth- er there Our beautiful white——‘ ‘Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the ve- randa?’ demanded Tom suddenly Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 23 ‘Did I?’ She looked at me ‘I can’t seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race Yes, I’m sure we did It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know——‘ ‘Don’t believe everything you hear, Nick,’ he advised me I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called ‘Wait! ‘I forgot to ask you something, and it’s important We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.’ ‘That’s right,’ corroborated Tom kindly ‘We heard that you were engaged.’ ‘It’s libel I’m too poor.’ ‘But we heard it,’ insisted Daisy, surprising me by open- ing up again in a flower-like way ‘We heard it from three people so it must be true.’ Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn’t even vaguely engaged The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come east You can’t stop going with an old friend on account of rumors and on the other hand I had no inte and made them less remotely rich—nevertheless, I was confused and a little dis- gusted as I drove away It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to was to rush out of the house, child in arms—but apparently there were no such intentions in her head As for Tom, the fact that he ‘had some woman in New York’ was 24 The Great Gatsby really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard The wind had blown off, leaving a loud bright night with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life The silhouette of a moving cat wa- vered across the moonlight and turning my head to watch it I saw that I was not alone—fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbor’s mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars Something in his leisurely move- ments and the secure p self, come out to deter- mine what share was his of our local heavens I decided to call to him Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would for an introduction But I didn’t call to him for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone—he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and far as I was from him I could have sworn he was trembling Involuntarily I glanced seaward—and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock When I looked once more for Gatsby he had van- Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 25 ished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness bout the butler’s nose Do you want to hear about the butler’s nose?’ ‘That’s why I came over tonight.’ ‘Well, he wasn’t always a butler; he used to be the sil- ver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people He had to polish it from morning till night until finally it began to affect his nose— —‘ ‘Things went from bad to worse,’ suggested Miss Baker ‘Yes Things went from bad to worse until finally he had to give up his position.’ For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affec- tion upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom’s ear whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair and without a word went inside As if his absence quickened something within her Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing ‘I love to see you at my table, Nick You remind me of a— of a rose, an absolute rose Doesn’t he?’ She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation ‘An absolute rose?’ This was untrue I am not even faintly like a rose She was only extemporizing but a stirring warmth flowed from her as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in on apkin on the table and excused herself and 18 The Great Gatsby went into the house Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance conscious- ly devoid of meaning I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said ‘Sh!’ in a warning voice A subdued im- passioned murmur was audible in the room beyond and Miss Baker leaned forward, unashamed, trying to hear The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether ‘This Mr Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbor——’ I said ‘Don’t talk I want to hear what happens.’ ‘Is something happening?’ I inquired innocently ‘You mean to say you don’t know?’ said Miss Baker, hon- estly surprised ‘I thought everybody knew.’ ‘I don’t.’ ‘Why——’ she said hesitantly, ‘Tom’s got some woman in New York.’ ‘Got some woman?’ I repeated blankly Miss Baker nodded ‘She might have the decency not to telephone him at din- ner-time Don’t you think?’ Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots and Tom and Daisy were back at the table ‘It couldn’t be helped!’ cried Daisy with tense gayety She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me and continued: ‘I looked outdoors for a minute and it’s very romantic outdoors There’s a bird on the e eBooks at Planet eBook.com 19 or White Star Line He’s singing away——’ her voice sang ‘——It’s romantic, isn’t it, Tom?’ ‘Very romantic,’ he said, and then miserably to me: ‘If it’s light enough after dinner I want to take you down to the stables.’ The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at every one and yet to avoid all eyes I couldn’t guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking but I doubt if even Miss Baker who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy skepticism was able utterly to put this fifth guest’s shrill me- tallic urgency out of mind To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing—my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while trying to look pleasantly in- terested and a little deaf I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front In its deep gloom we sat down side by side ve- ly shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl 20 The Great Gatsby ‘We don’t know each other very well, Nick,’ she said suddenly ‘Even if we are cousins You didn’t come to my wedding.’ ‘I wasn’t back from the war.’ ‘That’s true.’ She hesitated ‘Well, I’ve had a very bad time, Nick, and I’m pretty cynical about everything.’ Evidently she had reason to be I waited but she didn’t say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter ‘I suppose she talks, and—eats, and everything.’ ‘Oh, yes.’ She looked at me absently ‘Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born Would you like to hear?’ ‘Very much.’ ‘It’ll show you how I’ve gotten to feel about—things Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept ‘All right,’ I said, ‘I’m glad it’s a girl And I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.’ ‘You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow,’ she went on in a convinced way ‘Everybo erywhere and seen everything and done everything.’ Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom’s, and she laughed with thrilling scorn ‘Sophisticated—God, I’m sophisticated!’ The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 21 attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emo- tion from me I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the ‘Saturday Evening Post’—the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a sooth- ing tune The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand ‘To be continued,’ she said, tossing the magazine on the table, ‘in our very next issue.’ Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, a me on the ceiling ‘Time for this good girl to go to bed.’ ‘Jordan’s going to play in the tournament tomorrow,’ ex- plained Daisy, ‘over at Westchester.’ ‘Oh,—you’re JORdan Baker.’ I knew now why her face was familiar—its pleasing con- temptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and 22 The Great Gatsby Hot Springs and Palm Beach I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgot- ten long ago ‘Good night,’ she said softly ‘Wake me at eight, won’t you.’ ‘If you’ll get up.’ ‘I will Good night, Mr Carraway See you anon.’ ‘Of course you will,’ confirmed Daisy ‘In fact I think I’ll arrange a marriage Come over often, Nick, and I’ll sort of—oh—fling you together You know—lock you up acci- dentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing——‘ ‘Good night,’ called Miss Baker from the stairs ‘I haven’t heard a word.’ ‘She’s a nice girl,’ said Tom after a moment ‘They oughtn’t to let her run around the country this way.’ ‘Who oughtn’t to?’ inquired Daisy coldly ‘Her family.’ ‘Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old Be- sides, Nick’s going to look after her, aren’t you, Nick? She’s going to spend lots of week-ends out here this summer I think the home influence will be ver si- lence ‘Is she from New York?’ I asked quickly ‘From Louisville Our white girlhood was passed togeth- er there Our beautiful white——‘ ‘Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the ve- randa?’ demanded Tom suddenly Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 23 ‘Did I?’ She looked at me ‘I can’t seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race Yes, I’m sure we did It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know——‘ ‘Don’t believe everything you hear, Nick,’ he advised me I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called ‘Wait! ‘I forgot to ask you something, and it’s important We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.’ ‘That’s right,’ corroborated Tom kindly ‘We heard that you were engaged.’ ‘It’s libel I’m too poor.’ ‘But we heard it,’ insisted Daisy, surprising me by open- ing up again in a flower-like way ‘We heard it from three people so it must be true.’ Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn’t even vaguely engaged The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come east You can’t stop going with an old friend on account of rumors and on the other hand I had no inte and made them less remotely rich—nevertheless, I was confused and a little dis- gusted as I drove away It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to was to rush out of the house, child in arms—but apparently there were no such intentions in her head As for Tom, the fact that he ‘had some woman in New York’ was 24 The Great Gatsby really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard The wind had blown off, leaving a loud bright night with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life The silhouette of a moving cat wa- vered across the moonlight and turning my head to watch it I saw that I was not alone—fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbor’s mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars Something in his leisurely move- ments and the secure p self, come out to deter- mine what share was his of our local heavens I decided to call to him Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would for an introduction But I didn’t call to him for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone—he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and far as I was from him I could have sworn he was trembling Involuntarily I glanced seaward—and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock When I looked once more for Gatsby he had van- Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 25 ished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness CHỦ ĐỀ TOPIC