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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  "Oh, aren't you?" said Carrie, with an unwarrantable feeling.
2.  Drouet shook hands, beaming good nature, and they strolledtowards the bar.
3.  "Isn't your name Mason?" asked the manager.
4.  "Oho!" said Drouet, incredulously. "You knew he took tenthousand dollars with him when he left, didn't you?"
5.  "That's your field," he added.
6.  He looked at her in amazement. Never before had he seen such acold, steely determination in her eye--such a cruel look ofindifference. She seemed a thorough master of her mood--thoroughly confident and determined to wrest all control fromhim. He felt that all his resources could not defend him. Hemust attack.


1.  "Grand Central Station!" called the trainman, as, after a fewminutes of darkness and smoke, daylight reappeared. Hurstwoodarose and gathered up his small grip. He was screwed up to thehighest tension. With Carrie he waited at the door and thendismounted. No one approached him, but he glanced furtively toand fro as he made for the street entrance. So excited was hethat he forgot all about Carrie, who fell behind, wondering athis self-absorption. As he passed through the depot proper thestrain reached its climax and began to wane. All at once he wason the sidewalk, and none but cabmen hailed him. He heaved agreat breath and turned, remembering Carrie.
2.  "Well," he said, "that's fine. I'm glad to hear it. Of course,you will do well, you're so clever."
3.  "Go back home, I guess."
4.  To the untravelled, territory other than their own familiar heathis invariably fascinating. Next to love, it is the one thingwhich solaces and delights. Things new are too important to beneglected, and mind, which is a mere reflection of sensoryimpressions, succumbs to the flood of objects. Thus lovers areforgotten, sorrows laid aside, death hidden from view. There isa world of accumulated feeling back of the trite dramaticexpression--"I am going away."
5.  "I raise you ten."
6.  There was no after-theatre lark, however, so far as Carrie wasconcerned. She made her way homeward, thinking about herabsence. Hurstwood was asleep, but roused up to look as shepassed through to her own bed.


1.  "I don't see how we ran up such a bill as that," said Carrie.
2.  "Well, I should say so. That's the way. Put life into it. Youdid that about a thousand per cent. better than you did theother scene. Now go on and fire up. You can do it. Knock 'em."
3.  "Aw, let the engagement go. Come on. I can get rid of him. Iwant to have a good talk with you."
4.  "I've been sick, I told you," he said, peevishly, almostresenting her excessive pity. It came hard to him to receive itfrom such a source.
5.   "Can you always get in another show?"
6.  "You never asked me," he returned.


1.  Carrie saw no more of Mrs. Vance for several weeks, but she heardher play through the thin walls which divided the front rooms ofthe flats, and was pleased by the merry selection of pieces andthe brilliance of their rendition. She could play onlymoderately herself, and such variety as Mrs. Vance exercisedbordered, for Carrie, upon the verge of great art. Everythingshe had seen and heard thus far--the merest scraps and shadows--indicated that these people were, in a measure, refined and incomfortable circumstances. So Carrie was ready for any extensionof the friendship which might follow.
2.  "No," said Carrie, "I can't. You've been so kind, but you'llhave to excuse me."
3.  At last three days came in which a storm prevailed, and he didnot go out at all. The snow began to fall late one afternoon.It was a regular flurry of large, soft, white flakes. In themorning it was still coming down with a high wind, and the papersannounced a blizzard. From out the front windows one could see adeep, soft bedding.
4、  The ten rooms of the house were occupied by himself, his wifeJulia, and his son and daughter, George, Jr., and Jessica. Therewere besides these a maid-servant, represented from time to timeby girls of various extraction, for Mrs. Hurstwood was not alwayseasy to please.
5、  Hurstwood went out and made for Broadway. He wanted to think upsome place. Before long, though, he reached the Grand Hotel atThirty-first Street. He knew of its comfortable lobby. He wascold after his twenty blocks' walk.




  • 高三宏 08-07

      "You're not still thinking about being an actress, are you?" heasked.

  • 白珍熙 08-07

      neglected to light the lamp. The fire in the grate, too, hadburned low.

  • 盛世骄阳 08-07

       "Did George get off?" asked Jessica of her mother another day,thus revealing something that Hurstwood had heard nothing about.

  • 刘畅丰 08-07

      The walk down Broadway, then as now, was one of the remarkablefeatures of the city. There gathered, before the matinee andafterwards, not only all the pretty women who love a showyparade, but the men who love to gaze upon and admire them. Itwas a very imposing procession of pretty faces and fine clothes.Women appeared in their very best hats, shoes, and gloves, andwalked arm in arm on their way to the fine shops or theatresstrung along from Fourteenth to Thirty-fourth Streets. Equallythe men paraded with the very latest they could afford. A tailormight have secured hints on suit measurements, a shoemaker onproper lasts and colours, a hatter on hats. It was literallytrue that if a lover of fine clothes secured a new suit, it wassure to have its first airing on Broadway. So true and wellunderstood was this fact, that several years later a popularsong, detailing this and other facts concerning the afternoonparade on matinee days, and entitled "What Right Has He onBroadway?" was published, and had quite a vogue about the music-halls of the city.

  • 崔俊德 08-06

    {  "Oh," he interrupted. "Um--yes. What is your name?"

  • 金寨 08-05

      Hurstwood recognised his wife's writing. He tore it open andread without a show of feeling. It began in the most formalmanner and was sharply and coldly worded throughout.}

  • 伍迁 08-05

      "Yes, sir," said Miss Maitland.

  • 纪相忠 08-05

      "To save me, Cad, I can't," he answered. "I ought to, too; I'veseen the play enough. There's a girl in it that was stolen whenshe was an infant--was picked off the street or something--andshe's the one that's hounded by the two old criminals I wastelling you about." He stopped with a mouthful of pie poised on afork before his face. "She comes very near getting drowned--no,that's not it. I'll tell you what I'll do," he concludedhopelessly, "I'll get you the book. I can't remember now for thelife of me."

  • 洪仕建 08-04

       Drouet shared in the conversation, but he was almost dull incomparison. Hurstwood entertained them both, and now it wasdriven into Carrie's mind that here was the superior man. Sheinstinctively felt that he was stronger and higher, and yetwithal so simple. By the end of the third act she was sure thatDrouet was only a kindly soul, but otherwise defective. He sankevery moment in her estimation by the strong comparison.

  • 哈丽玛·努尔曼 08-02

    {  After a few moments of silence, she stood up, dry-eyed, andlooked out the window. Hurstwood was just strolling up thestreet, from the flat, toward Sixth Avenue.

  • 吕慧杰 08-02

      This pleased Hurstwood immensely. He gave Drouet no credit forany feelings toward Carrie whatever. He envied him, and now, ashe looked at the well-dressed jolly salesman, whom he so muchliked, the gleam of the rival glowed in his eye. He began to"size up" Drouet from the standpoints of wit and fascination. Hebegan to look to see where he was weak. There was no disputingthat, whatever he might think of him as a good fellow, he felt acertain amount of contempt for him as a lover. He could hoodwinkhim all right. Why, if he would just let Carrie see one suchlittle incident as that of Thursday, it would settle the matter.He ran on in thought, almost exulting, the while he laughed andchatted, and Drouet felt nothing. He had no power of analysingthe glance and the atmosphere of a man like Hurstwood. He stoodand smiled and accepted the invitation while his friend examinedhim with the eye of a hawk.