For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as i listened—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk. based on this excerpt, what inference can be made about daisy buchanan? her beauty is matched by her intellect. she values independence more than anything. her beauty and ease mask a darker reality. she is a woman of few demands.