p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;"Disclaimer: I do not own "The Great Gatsby" by F. Scott Fitzgerald./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""I did NOT want my daughter to be brought up in such a way! This is why she was sent away with you! Please, Benjamin… I kept her away from this vile work for this particular reason. I will hear no more of it. Off she goes now, with you then." The black haired man shooed the butler away with the flick of his hand, as if Benjamin only mattered as much as the sudden motion./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""Yes, sir," The butler smoothly responded, having no desire to be one of the causes of his superior's anger; it would only result in a lower salary, and a. The butler quietly took the small girl's hand in his rather large, gloved one and briskly escorted her out of the office. She, being only four years of age at the time, could not comprehend the meaning of her father's business or wealth. She did not understand why her father would exile her with this other man, who was tall and rather lean for someone his age. His short brown hair was slightly gelled back, his piercing, and cold blue eyes emotionless as they always were. But to the little girl, she saw a protector, a tutor, a man of authority and on top of all that, she saw a friend./p
p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""Benjamin," The girl asked as she walked, trying to keep up with the butler's fast pace./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""What is it?" Benjamin asked, not looking down at the girl. He wanted to exit the manor as soon as he possibly could in order to execute his employer's orders. As a servant, what else could Benjamin do? He did not really have a choice to disobey, and if he did have any right to, he would take this little girl and raise her all on his own, since her biological father never had any time or patience for her. Her father was occupied on "more important matters". His more important matters were, or as far as all of the servants knew, illegal and immoral./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""Why does father force me to accompany you?" The girl asked quietly, an unsure tone creeping into her innocent voice. His grip on her small hand tightened as he led her to the double French doors, the front doors to her father's mansion, getting her away from her father's establishment./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""Well, Ms. Alice, your father is a very busy man," Benjamin sighed shortly after lifting her into his automobile. Her brown eyes looked curiously into his own. Rendered speechless by the innocence in her eyes, he gave her a small hint of a smile, a hint as unnoticeable as the wind carrying itself through the empty void of the universe. She slowly cocked her head to the right and grinned back at him, her smile radiating happiness despite the situation she was unfortunately born into. At this thought, Benjamin instantly stopped looking into her eyes as he shut the automobile door. He then went into the driver's side of the car, sat down on the black leather seat, and shut the door carefully, as to not damage the vehicle./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""Your father… He works very hard and requires a kind person to look after you," Benjamin said awkwardly, his words tumbling over the other, as he tried to create a comprehensible sentence that the girl would understand. He glances into the rear view mirror to see if she was confused in any way. The girl just furiously kicked her legs up and down, swinging them against the stiff black leather. Her feet did not and in fact could not even graze the floor beneath her. Her small body moved with her legs as she swung them, her pale face etched with a frozen smile. Her hair was not exactly a certain color; it was a blend between auburn and a faded gold. It was tied neatly in a large black bow, all done up in the back. He smiled at the face she was making as she struggled to continue to kick. Her green eyes were glowing, her eyebrows tensely furrowed in concentration. She paid no attention to his stare, but to the swinging of her legs. Each time she kicked the leather seat, an audible 'thump' emitted back at her, and she found the noise intriguing./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""Now Alice, please behave. Your father would not like to see marks on his auto," Benjamin scolded lightly, returning his gaze to the road ahead of him./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""I did NOT want my daughter to be brought up in such a way! This is why she was sent away with you! Please, Benjamin… I kept her away from this vile work for this particular reason. I will hear no more of it. Off she goes now, with you then." The black haired man shooed the butler away with the flick of his hand, as if Benjamin only mattered as much as the sudden motion./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""Yes, sir," The butler smoothly responded, having no desire to be one of the causes of his superior's anger; it would only result in a lower salary, and a. The butler quietly took the small girl's hand in his rather large, gloved one and briskly escorted her out of the office. She, being only four years of age at the time, could not comprehend the meaning of her father's business or wealth. She did not understand why her father would exile her with this other man, who was tall and rather lean for someone his age. His short brown hair was slightly gelled back, his piercing, and cold blue eyes emotionless as they always were. But to the little girl, she saw a protector, a tutor, a man of authority and on top of all that, she saw a friend./p
p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""Benjamin," The girl asked as she walked, trying to keep up with the butler's fast pace./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""What is it?" Benjamin asked, not looking down at the girl. He wanted to exit the manor as soon as he possibly could in order to execute his employer's orders. As a servant, what else could Benjamin do? He did not really have a choice to disobey, and if he did have any right to, he would take this little girl and raise her all on his own, since her biological father never had any time or patience for her. Her father was occupied on "more important matters". His more important matters were, or as far as all of the servants knew, illegal and immoral./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""Why does father force me to accompany you?" The girl asked quietly, an unsure tone creeping into her innocent voice. His grip on her small hand tightened as he led her to the double French doors, the front doors to her father's mansion, getting her away from her father's establishment./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""Well, Ms. Alice, your father is a very busy man," Benjamin sighed shortly after lifting her into his automobile. Her brown eyes looked curiously into his own. Rendered speechless by the innocence in her eyes, he gave her a small hint of a smile, a hint as unnoticeable as the wind carrying itself through the empty void of the universe. She slowly cocked her head to the right and grinned back at him, her smile radiating happiness despite the situation she was unfortunately born into. At this thought, Benjamin instantly stopped looking into her eyes as he shut the automobile door. He then went into the driver's side of the car, sat down on the black leather seat, and shut the door carefully, as to not damage the vehicle./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""Your father… He works very hard and requires a kind person to look after you," Benjamin said awkwardly, his words tumbling over the other, as he tried to create a comprehensible sentence that the girl would understand. He glances into the rear view mirror to see if she was confused in any way. The girl just furiously kicked her legs up and down, swinging them against the stiff black leather. Her feet did not and in fact could not even graze the floor beneath her. Her small body moved with her legs as she swung them, her pale face etched with a frozen smile. Her hair was not exactly a certain color; it was a blend between auburn and a faded gold. It was tied neatly in a large black bow, all done up in the back. He smiled at the face she was making as she struggled to continue to kick. Her green eyes were glowing, her eyebrows tensely furrowed in concentration. She paid no attention to his stare, but to the swinging of her legs. Each time she kicked the leather seat, an audible 'thump' emitted back at her, and she found the noise intriguing./p
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p style="font-size: 11.9999990463257px;""Now Alice, please behave. Your father would not like to see marks on his auto," Benjamin scolded lightly, returning his gaze to the road ahead of him./p