Gatsby's Bewilderment

Mr. Clipspringer plays the piano, said Gatsby, cutting him off. Don't you, you in old sport. I'm all out of prep. We'll go downstairs, interrupt, Gatsby. The gray windows disappeared as the house glowed full of light. All the lights were going on in West Eggnow. It was the hour of a profound human change and excitement was generating on the air. One thing sure, nothing sure, the rich get richer, and the poor get, children.