The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald Chapter 1 Page 41

lock you up accidentally 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. Besides, 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.”