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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  "Oh, oh," she said, "she doesn't know what she has done."
2.  "There," he said tenderly, "now see if you can't rest a little."He could have kissed her for her compliance. He took his seatbeside her and thought a moment.
3.  "Stand back, now," they yelled. "Get out of this. What the helldo you mean? Out, now."
4.  "I see," said the man.
5.  "Isn't your home in New York?" she asked of Lola one day.
6.  "Say, Carrie," he said one morning, shortly after they had soestablished themselves, "I've invited my friend Hurstwood to comeout some day and spend the evening with us."


1.  "To Ogden Place," he said sharply. "I'll give you a dollar moreif you make good time."
2.  Ames was looking away again, and Carrie was again looking at hisforehead. To her he seemed to be thinking about strange things.As he studied the crowd his eye was mild.
3.  Carrie stepped along easily enough after they got out of the carat Thirty-fourth Street, but soon fixed her eyes upon the lovelycompany which swarmed by and with them as they proceeded. Shenoticed suddenly that Mrs. Vance's manner had rather stiffenedunder the gaze of handsome men and elegantly dressed ladies,whose glances were not modified by any rules of propriety. Tostare seemed the proper and natural thing. Carrie found herselfstared at and ogled. Men in flawless top-coats, high hats, andsilver-headed walking sticks elbowed near and looked too ofteninto conscious eyes. Ladies rustled by in dresses of stiffcloth, shedding affected smiles and perfume. Carrie noticedamong them the sprinkling of goodness and the heavy percentage ofvice. The rouged and powdered cheeks and lips, the scented hair,the large, misty, and languorous eye, were common enough. With astart she awoke to find that she was in fashion's crowd, onparade in a show place--and such a show place! Jewellers' windowsgleamed along the path with remarkable frequency. Florist shops,furriers, haberdashers, confectioners--all followed in rapidsuccession. The street was full of coaches. Pompous doormen inimmense coats, shiny brass belts and buttons, waited in front ofexpensive salesrooms. Coachmen in tan boots, white tights, andblue jackets waited obsequiously for the mistresses of carriageswho were shopping inside. The whole street bore the flavour ofriches and show, and Carrie felt that she was not of it. Shecould not, for the life of her, assume the attitude and smartnessof Mrs. Vance, who, in her beauty, was all assurance. She couldonly imagine that it must be evident to many that she was theless handsomely dressed of the two. It cut her to the quick, andshe resolved that she would not come here again until she lookedbetter. At the same time she longed to feel the delight ofparading here as an equal. Ah, then she would be happy!
4.  Carrie began to think it was a little bit curious--this going toa depot--but said nothing. The whole incident was so out of thenatural that she did not attach too much weight to anything sheimagined.
5.  "You are not satisfied with life, are you?"
6.  "I want to see Miss Madenda," he tried to explain, even as he wasbeing hustled away. "I'm all right. I----"


1.  "Compromise!" exclaimed Hurstwood bitterly. "Compromise!"
2.  Crack came an officer's club on his forehead. He blinked hiseyes blindly a few times, wabbled on his legs, threw up hishands, and staggered back. In return, a swift fist landed on theofficer's neck.
3.  Carrie was ashamed to say that she was married. She had talkedso much about getting more salary and confessed to so muchanxiety about her future, that now, when the direct question offact was waiting, she could not tell this girl.
4.  "Can you give me something to do?" said Carrie.
5.   "I had a job in Newark until last October," returned the other,with reciprocal feeling.
6.  They fell into a sort of broken, ragged line. One might see,now, some of the chief characteristics by contrast. There was awooden leg in the line. Hats were all drooping, a group thatwould ill become a second-hand Hester Street basement collection.Trousers were all warped and frayed at the bottom and coats wornand faded. In the glare of the store lights, some of the faceslooked dry and chalky; others were red with blotches and puffedin the cheeks and under the eyes; one or two were rawboned andreminded one of railroad hands. A few spectators came near,drawn by the seemingly conferring group, then more and more, andquickly there was a pushing, gaping crowd. Some one in the linebegan to talk.


1.  "Miss Madenda," said Quincel.
2.  Once the bright days of summer pass by, a city takes on thatsombre garb of grey, wrapt in which it goes about its laboursduring the long winter. Its endless buildings look grey, its skyand its streets assume a sombre hue; the scattered, leaflesstrees and wind-blown dust and paper but add to the generalsolemnity of colour. There seems to be something in the chillbreezes which scurry through the long, narrow thoroughfaresproductive of rueful thoughts. Not poets alone, nor artists, northat superior order of mind which arrogates to itself allrefinement, feel this, but dogs and all men. These feel as muchas the poet, though they have not the same power of expression.The sparrow upon the wire, the cat in the doorway, the dray horsetugging his weary load, feel the long, keen breaths of winter.It strikes to the heart of all life, animate and inanimate. Ifit were not for the artificial fires of merriment, the rush ofprofit-seeking trade, and pleasure-selling amusements; if thevarious merchants failed to make the customary display within andwithout their establishments; if our streets were not strung withsigns of gorgeous hues and thronged with hurrying purchasers, wewould quickly discover how firmly the chill hand of winter laysupon the heart; how dispiriting are the days during which the sunwithholds a portion of our allowance of light and warmth. We aremore dependent upon these things than is often thought. We areinsects produced by heat, and pass without it.
3.  Drouet imagined that he must have misunderstood his friend. Hedid not attach particular importance to the information, afterall.
4、  As a result of this, she noticed a shade of thought pass over hisface, as if he were beginning to realise that things werechanged. Good-nature dictated something better than this for onewho had always liked her.
5、  Whatever a man like Hurstwood could be in Chicago, it is veryevident that he would be but an inconspicuous drop in an oceanlike New York. In Chicago, whose population still ranged about500,000, millionaires were not numerous. The rich had not becomeso conspicuously rich as to drown all moderate incomes inobscurity. The attention of the inhabitants was not sodistracted by local celebrities in the dramatic, artistic,social, and religious fields as to shut the well-positioned manfrom view. In Chicago the two roads to distinction were politicsand trade. In New York the roads were any one of a half-hundred,and each had been diligently pursued by hundreds, so thatcelebrities were numerous. The sea was already full of whales.A common fish must needs disappear wholly from view--remainunseen. In other words, Hurstwood was nothing.




  • 王宝泉 08-09

      "George," said Mrs. Hurstwood, in that tone of voice which hadlong since come to be associated in his mind with demands, "wewant you to get us a season ticket to the races."

  • 郭仲强 08-09

      At last her picture appeared in one of the weeklies. She had notknown of it, and it took her breath. "Miss Carrie Madenda," itwas labelled. "One of the favourites of 'The Wives of Abdul'company." At Lola's advice she had had some pictures taken bySarony. They had got one there. She thought of going down andbuying a few copies of the paper, but remembered that there wasno one she knew well enough to send them to. Only Lola,apparently, in all the world was interested.

  • 苏美 08-09

       Hurstwood approached and held out his own toward the fire. Hewas sick of the bareness and privation of all things connectedwith his venture, but was steeling himself to hold out. Hefancied he could for a while.

  • 严凤英 08-09

      "I didn't know that," said Carrie.

  • 李奕 08-08

    {  "I'll tell you what I'll do," he added. "I'll write you, care ofthis West Side Post-office. Could you call next Tuesday?"

  • 李好 08-07

      "You mustn't look at me steadily then," she answered, mindful ofthe power of his eyes.}

  • 江腾蛟 08-07

      Carrie did not make their acquaintance, but she saw the daughtercoming in and going out. A few times she had seen her at thepiano in the parlour, and not infrequently had heard her play.This young woman was particularly dressy for her station, andwore a jewelled ring or two which flashed upon her white fingersas she played.

  • 曾敏 08-07

      "And I had such a good dinner!" said Carrie.

  • 努尔 08-06

       On several occasions Carrie visited her and was visited. Bothflats were good to look upon, though that of the Vances tendedsomewhat more to the luxurious.

  • 谌保全 08-04

    {  "He would look for something," he thought. "He would go and seeif some brewery couldn't get him in somewhere. Yes, he wouldtake a position as bartender, if he could get it."

  • 林春平 08-04

      As a matter of fact, no man as clever as Hurstwood--as observantand sensitive to atmospheres of many sorts, particularly upon hisown plane of thought--would have made the mistake which he did inregard to his wife, wrought up as she was, had he not beenoccupied mentally with a very different train of thought. Hadnot the influence of Carrie's regard for him, the elation whichher promise aroused in him, lasted over, he would not have seenthe house in so pleasant a mood. It was not extraordinarilybright and merry this evening. He was merely very much mistaken,and would have been much more fitted to cope with it had he comehome in his normal state.