1 But I'd be glad if you'd order me the taxi.
2 As my taxi groaned away I saw Gatsby walking toward me across his lawn.
3 As I tiptoed from the porch I heard my taxi feeling its way along the dark road toward the house.
4 I was so excited that when I got into a taxi with him I didn't hardly know I wasn't getting into a subway train.
5 I sat down for a few minutes with my head in my hands, until I heard the phone taken up inside and the butler's voice calling a taxi.
6 Again at eight o'clock, when the dark lanes of the Forties were five deep with throbbing taxi cabs, bound for the theatre district, I felt a sinking in my heart.
7 Forms leaned together in the taxis as they waited, and voices sang, and there was laughter from unheard jokes, and lighted cigarettes outlined unintelligible gestures inside.
8 Toward dawn I heard a taxi go up Gatsby's drive and immediately I jumped out of bed and began to dress--I felt that I had something to tell him, something to warn him about and morning would be too late.
9 Upstairs, in the solemn echoing drive she let four taxi cabs drive away before she selected a new one, lavender-colored with grey upholstery, and in this we slid out from the mass of the station into the glowing sunshine.
10 One of the taxi drivers in the village never took a fare past the entrance gate without stopping for a minute and pointing inside; perhaps it was he who drove Daisy and Gatsby over to East Egg the night of the accident and perhaps he had made a story about it all his own.