Gatsby's Caution About Gasoline

"I've made a small investigation of this fellow, he continued. He looked at me keenly, realizing that Jordan and I must have known all along. You think I'm pretty dumb, do you? Perhaps I am, but I have a almost a second sight sometimes to tell me what to do," said Gatsby. The immediate contingency overtook him. Tom threw on both brakes impatiently, and we slid to an abrupt, dusty spot under Wilson's sign. "We were all irritable now, with a fading ale, and aware of it we drove for a while in silence."