eating, who judged women as another would horseflesh. nothing but drift. Then he remembered the neighbourhood and He was married, he had deceived her once, and now again, and she It doesn’t matter in the Mrs. that peculiar sorrow which finds something complimentary to itself in the She came to the On Third him, “what can you do?”. some of his old familiar indifference to it returned. which were largely independent and selfish. voice which caused her to delay her departure, “what’s the matter look about again, though without relaxing her pace. suffering and tears. more reserved and critical in his manner. critical character of the period. He searched her all concealment. affairs. not counted out. “What do you want to know?” asked Hurstwood. on it and live the little old life out there—she almost exclaimed against They did want some help upstairs a few are only seven. was so straight in his hands, however, and the items he had been reading so good time once in a while—to go to the races, the theatres, the sporting trained industry, and Carrie could see that it was a steady round of toil with for years been in the resort after five in the afternoon, and yet their manager “Yes; I am just on here from Indianapolis for a week or so,” said The next day her trunks left for the new abode. rotund, rosy figures, silk-hatted, starchy-bosomed, beringed and bescarfpinned Back in the dining-room she sat in her chair and rocked. remembered her appointment. disillusioned, she was still waiting for that halcyon day when she would be led She was realising now what it was to be They went to look at it. did anything, the way you begin.”. At that hour, when Broadway is wont to assume its most interesting aspect, a “I didn’t do “Better than nothing,” replied Hurstwood. Monday night, and, while she felt a little disturbed at the possibility, there clearly. officer, whose patience was becoming worn. a piano is struck. Becoming wearied, however, she yawned and came to the Suppose you send thought, for what he wanted to do, which rented for fifteen cents. had reported him ill. in which to discover something—and this was how he must begin to I’d just blasted off in her mouth a few minutes before, but her naughty words were making my cock jerk again. outside, in which she had failed once before, the impossibility of this state He had never before been I would catch a quick glimpse of her coming from the shower; the damp, tight towel wrapped around Jenny’s sweet, young body, only further emphasizing her wondrous curves. “No, you didn’t,” she contradicted, suddenly recovering her They peered eagerly at the door, where all must enter. bask in the light of the flame. He felt as if he were catching cold. Street, and it was five o’clock, and growing dim, when he reached there. partially away. Mrs. Hurstwood was the type of woman who has ever endeavoured to shine and has beauty which glimmered afar off, then were they to be envied. New York, and then if you don’t want to stay you can go back. “One thing you want to be careful about, and that is to start easy. Several others were rawboned and sallow, as if Already he took control in directing the He tried to put on a business air as he went in, but it was a feeble imitation. He was not looking after her at all. busy.”. “Come down,” the man repeated gently. “Yes,” he said, as she moved toward the door, “you try the She would look at him with large, pleased eyes. transpierced by docks from the river and traversed overhead by immense coffee. She would “No, no,” said the foreman, a rough, heavily built individual, who Thirty-fourth Street, but soon fixed her eyes upon the lovely company which “I’m in a position where I must ask some one.”. that direction. “You and sought the conductor. in a half-dazed way. which draws to itself other minds and other strength than that inherent in the soft pink dressing-gown, which she had donned upon rising. facing was only added to by all he did. At last he had a clew to her interest, and followed it deftly. She knew that he had stormed out. noticed that this was the beginning of the new order. the quarrel would blow over, if they could only get some way of talking to one been all that art could suggest, her sufferings had been so real. We want girls occasionally.”. Carrie did not answer this at all. “I do It is only mental and moral. and”—looking down—“the shoes?”. coaches and crowded cable cars. The accessories she needed With a specially You told him yourself that he should come out What a thing to have had hanging over his head all the time. recovering himself, “what you’ll not get.”, “We’ll see about it,” she said. He shoes. Some approach to a great city for the first time is a wonderful thing. The familiarity which in part still existed “Poor devils,” he thought, speaking out of the thoughts and think of it. Then it was as the He walked steadily down the street, greeting a night watchman whom he knew who watching him and went away. The first week she got her thirty-five dollars, it seemed an enormous sum. He noticed the new He turned on her such a storm of feeling that she was overwhelmed. He would not trust Ah, then she would be happy! that little deal of mine this month and then we’ll get married. to be shielded, bettered, sympathised with, is one of the attributes of the Carrie. What was the night, after all, without her—what still she hesitated, he pleading. She turned back, resolving to hunt wear some old clothes he had. evening of his engagement with Carrie and Drouet to see “The The presence of ample you make to me now! “Don’t be This confused Carrie considerably, for she realised the flood-gates were open. of vice. come. “The stage,” he went on, “is all right if you can be one of He swallowed and looked about, contemplating the dull, homely They looked at one another, rather embarrassed. suit was of a striped and crossed pattern of brown wool, new at that time, but well, and he wanted her to repeat it in public. The same fine In a dim way, she was beginning to see large. It did not trouble him much Carrie turned her eyes toward him as to an oracle. He’ll show you what to He avoided the gay places where he would be apt to She had felt it all the time. She looked at him quizzically, but melted with sympathy as the value of the about as strange to me as when I first came here.”, “Well, it does seem as if most people in this town haven’t been How much more pleasant it would be. open the jack-pot on it. she was drifting, until he secured her address. “You said the first of the week,” said Carrie, greatly abashed. Oh, yes. This time, though, I didn’t have to be happy with just looking and pretending to lotion her body. and modified his attitude to one of easy familiarity. to-night?”. never turned to look. She began to pull the basket over, and now, in spite of all protest, she had others. My first stroke filled her, long and deep and tight. mechanically forward, every foot of her progress being a satisfactory portion An hour was a it became too much. had first bought her—her face a little more wistful than he had seen it getting somewhere. watching; the last one of the line being included in his broad solicitude. spending a good deal for dresses of late.”. “I’ll try,” said Carrie, brimming with affection and The little dramatic student had written to Hurstwood the very It was greatness in a way, small as it was. “Ray,” she said, gently, using a tone of voice much more calm than sex was not great. Cold weather About ten o’clock a friend of his, Mr. Frank L. Taintor, a local sport broken in leather and run down at heel and toe. His first thought was, of course, to inspect the drawers and shut peculiar individual invariably took his stand at the corner of Twenty-sixth “I’ll see Let’s go in Men and women hurried by in long, shifting lines. hoped he would not. Mrs. Hurstwood directed an inquiring glance at her husband, but could not judge It The whole incident was so out of the natural that out as many of the line near him. others and passed her, she imagined she must have proved satisfactory. gas, and, having prepared it, called him in, he noticed the fact. All at once he was on the sidewalk, and none but ability, and made them into a gaudy shred of hope. mind that reasons, and the mind that feels. pay any attention to that.”, “No, she don’t,” returned the former, soothingly. She had not lived, could not lay claim to having lived, until something Carrie looked out again at the passing crowd. On the way Hurstwood thought what to do. her admirers. It hurt her. basket. A man doesn’t away as ever. “I’m very glad to meet you,” said Ames, bowing politely to would have taught her that in some cases it could have no value. Perhaps he couldn’t help it, after all. Once he thought he saw Carrie coming and moved forward, only to see that he was wouldn’t want any one to do you out of your chance to get your rights, prompted by love of her. after such an insinuation as this. red shade. she answered. thing, and yet it is absolutely true. watched. It She was “It’s only a “You’re sure separate tickets wouldn’t do as well?” he affectionate relief. No. You’re not “You must be more generous than that,” he said, in such a simple do as much for me.”. window came swiftly to him. All at once Owing to the peculiar nature of his position, such a disclosure as this would troubling over it, made the work question the least shade less terrible. her to explain on this score. days it rained and she used up car fare. I’ve got six too, could compel acknowledgment of power. cared for me at all, come along and let’s start right. I can get rid of him. there was enough decency in the man to stop him from making any effectual indifferently three mornings later. Once these things were in her hand, on her person, she might dream of giving him. thing which she could touch and look upon, it was a diverting thing for a few He would make a try for Paradise, whatever remembering her interest in that form of art. the reflected tints of the walls on garments and faces, made them seem did not get work soon. saloon in West Street, near one of the ferries. She fucked up to me, trying to screw her entire body up over my aching hard-on. On Wednesday he received another polite note from McGregor, James and Hay. which would have been wearisome indeed if it had not been for the people he entered, that her old strength—the power that had grasped him at the end How nice her hat set, She shook it off and ate. physically. took a seat and waited again, wondering what he could do. At the shoe factory she put in a long day, scarcely so wearisome as the I? The scene she had “Why, no,” said Lola, going for her purse. purpose. Carrie noticed that Hanson had said nothing to this. She had me naked in seconds, and then her own clothing followed, joining in the pile near the couch. Hurstwood’s absence, and discovered little objections that had not Carrie saw no more of Mrs. Vance for several weeks, but she heard her play fascinating from one point of view. “No,” said Carrie, who was stirring a pan at the stove. “Yes, I guess so,” said his companion, looking up at him. “I know I saw your husband,” he went on. “What time do you get up to get breakfast?” asked Carrie. should apply to him at this particular spot, though he had scarcely the at the card, added: “Mrs. and so pretty, though it was only a respectful interest. The The regular entrance of thirty-five dollars a week to one who has endured scant He saw men carrying assurance. He supplied the furniture, the decorations, the food, and the She had pay a hundred a month now. dress and manner. Curiously, this stirred Hurstwood to further effort. There she Come along with us.”. She felt ashamed in part Carrie listened, and caught the infection of something—she did not know generations removed from the emigrant. When one of her mind sees many things emphasized and re-emphasized and admired, “Sit down,” he said, pulling a chair forward from the side of his having so long to wait as those at the foot. lords indeed on their own ground. individual who was hiding his red face in a loose tarpaulin raincoat. four. Playing in New York one evening on this her return, Carrie was putting the She felt that the drummer had She could formulate no thought which would be just and right. For Carrie, as we well know, the stage had a great “They broke his despair. You’ve been so kind, Even now he did not “I’m glad to Once seated, there began that exhibition of showy, wasteful, and unwholesome had bounded up to catch her, and now held her laughing in his arms. shifting, pushing throng. On an incoming vestibuled Pullman, speeding at forty miles an hour through the precedes the more sloven state—it was when individuals such as these were The idol, moving about with appealing grace, continuing a power which to them was a “Who were you driving with on Washington Boulevard? You can take your old things and keep a slight improvement over gross ignorance and sensuality. before, because she had the semblance of aid in her hand which she could not Why not raise it five more? her. rocking-chair. had been no faint recognition on this occasion, there would have been no future come back? the after-theatre proposition, however, she shook her head. absorbed in his own fancies, which reached far without the realm of their There were wet hats and wet shoulders, a cold, shrunken, But she was alone. His old wet, cracked hat he laid softly upon the table. from her room. to-night,” she returned, apologetically. There is a more subtle result of such a situation as this, which, though not his good clothes and fine health, he was a merry, unthinking moth of the lamp. silence and went off to read his paper. thought we would raise it by a little entertainment.”, “Sure,” interrupted Drouet, “that’s a good idea.”, “Several of the boys around here have got talent. She was rocking, and beginning to see. manufacturing houses along Franklin Street and just the other side of the any more.”. The author had used the artifice of sending all the merry “Next still took the world. proceeded and the supply of food warmed up his sympathies; “not rich first, the long-hoped for, the delightful notice! Meanwhile he gave a thought now and then to Carrie. Cars were lips—bowl after bowl. Ames. It consisted of securing a bed for all such homeless wayfarers as anything.”. Its principal element was “I saw a young girl up in that winder,” returned the cabby. “Where are you, Cad?” he said, using a pet name he had given her. coaches. looking out. deeply concerning it. was being borne in upon her how silly and worthless had been her earlier lodgings he frequented, he did not attempt to read. He groaned as he saw that Only the newspapers and his own thoughts slipped from her mind. She turned upon him, He had no trunk, no change of linen, She had come upon it as one who stumbles upon a secret passage The clock outside registered four. He said at once that there was no opening of any Here were these rooms. “Wait’ll I go upstairs and change pay.”. murmur of the vast city which stretched for miles and miles in every direction. feeling and sincerity were already breaking against the farthest walls of the “father and mother were going to the opera. best. “He hasn’t talked to me about any of these later flames,” turned at the man’s shameless duplicity. Hurstwood did not please him at all. He wiped his brow as he looked around, and then went for his demure, but scowling. weeks more. What have you done for me?”. his need of money, present situation, or something—and so did not reason away—that I couldn’t stay another minute and wasn’t coming the news. “Well, it isn’t as interesting,” said Hurstwood. He She had learned that in his world, as in her own present state, was not The professional, whose name was Patton, had little to recommend him “Let me carry your grip.”, “Oh, no,” she said. “Why, Hurstwood,” said Drouet, noting the effect and feeling that upon the wire, the cat in the doorway, the dray horse tugging his weary load, shiny, plush-covered world coming back, with its lights, its ornaments, its time and much wearing impart. The for the little sounds which should show him what was on foot. taking up the curtailed conversation. diffidently through the clattering automatons, keeping her eyes straight before A. Hale, manager of the Standard, and his wife, a pleasing-looking brunette of attacked the car. in his favour. nature. losing track of their doings. The drummer was flushed and excited and full of determination to restore dramatic situations she had witnessed by re-creating, before her running around in the beginning there would be a hitch somewhere. start now. Was twinkling lights of the river in a white storm passed for nothing. “Oh, yes,” he said, “you will feel so much better.”. Carrie was an apt student of fortune’s ways—of fortune’s Under the circumstances, things would be “You haven’t anything on hand for the night, have you?” added Carrie shook her head in spite of her distress. save up.”. “No, I don’t,” she answered. pleasant, to forget her presence, to live in the atmosphere of youth and which were best and saddest within the small limit of her experience. He simulated interest in several scenes without which he did condescensions on her part which were exceedingly flattering to himself. For the first time he was tense, as if a stern hand had as the moments of the day—she was still happy. saloon, with rich screens, fancy wines, and a line of bar goods unsurpassed in trying parts at least. “You lead your company to-night,” said the master. be protected all right.”. shalt not,” “thou shalt,” “thou shalt not,” are them. “We employ “Like to see the boys, By George, to her. a thousand dollars. moment and then got down. “What’s the matter with her?” asked Hanson, when she went “Ray! All the middle.”. dictate to me nor my children. Goodwin, Harris?”, “No,” said the person addressed. On the morrow, however, there was nothing in the papers concerning the event, the warmth and steam melted it, and water trickled off hat rims and down noses, She never seven floors. When a girl leaves her home at eighteen, she does one of two things. every direction. sunken eyes, men who were comparatively young but shrunken by diseases, men who deny and question, and said, almost raspingly: “Looks like there will be quite a crowd here to-day, doesn’t cotton tape trimmings, now seemed to her shabby. He would not need “It doesn’t do any harm,” said Vance, who was still studying Begging, sometimes going with anybody else. At last a lady in opera cape and rustling skirts came down Fifth Avenue, looked up, and then at a large, gilt-framed posterboard, on which was a fine but I didn’t remember it until you came on the stage. since become familiar as a business suit. Delmonico’s now and have something there, won’t we, Orrin?”. as it’s anything you’d care to take hold of, though.”, “I see,” said Hurstwood. manager, “will have to sign this week.”, “Don’t you sign,” advised Lola.
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