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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  A half-dollar was passed over, and now a knock came at herdressing-room door.Carrie opened it.
2.  "I guess this thing's got to come to an end," he said, affectingan air of concern.
3.  They went through Monroe Street to the old Windsor dining-room,which was then a large, comfortable place, with an excellentcuisine and substantial service. Drouet selected a table close bythe window, where the busy rout of the street could be seen. Heloved the changing panorama of the street--to see and be seen ashe dined.
4.  Drouet had not thought of that.
5.  The author also sent word.
6.  This process of THINKING began by a reversion to Carrie and thearrangement by which he was to get her away from Drouet. Howabout that now? His pain at her failure to meet or write himrapidly increased as he devoted himself to this subject. Hedecided to write her care of the West Side Post-office and askfor an explanation, as well as to have her meet him. The thoughtthat this letter would probably not reach her until Monday chafedhim exceedingly. He must get some speedier method--but how?


1.  "Who was it?" asked Carrie.
2.  "Carrie," he said, using her first name with sympatheticfamiliarity, "I want you to love me. You don't know how much Ineed some one to waste a little affection on me. I ampractically alone. There is nothing in my life that is pleasantor delightful. It's all work and worry with people who arenothing to me."
3.  One day, looking down the ad. columns of the "Evening World," hesaw where a new play was at the Casino. Instantly, he came to amental halt. Carrie had gone! He remembered seeing a poster ofher only yesterday, but no doubt it was one left uncovered by thenew signs. Curiously, this fact shook him up. He had almost toadmit that somehow he was depending upon her being in the city.Now she was gone. He wondered how this important fact hadskipped him. Goodness knows when she would be back now.Impelled by a nervous fear, he rose and went into the dingy hall,where he counted his remaining money, unseen. There were but tendollars in all.
4.  Carrie set the table and brought in the meal.
5.  "Are you going to get such and such a hat?" or, "Have you seenthe new gloves with the oval pearl buttons?" were but samplephrases out of a large selection.
6.  "Shall we go into dinner?" inquired her husband, who was all thatfine raiment can make.


1.  "If I could only hold out a little longer I think I could getsomething. Drake is sure to open a hotel here in September."
2.  "Yes," she answered, frankly and tenderly.
3.  "I couldn't get home," he said, when he came in later in theevening, "I was so busy."
4.  "Say, that fits like a T, don't it?" he remarked, feeling the setof it at the waist and eyeing it from a few paces with realpleasure. "What you need now is a new skirt. Let's go tobreakfast."
5.   One experienced youth volunteered, anyhow.
6.  "Why, any time you like," said Carrie.


1.  On the second trip of the afternoon he ran into a crowd abouthalf way along the line, that had blocked the car's progress withan old telegraph pole.
2.  He pressed her closer and kissed her, and she felt that furtheropposition was useless.
3.  Also, he had been wont to pay fifteen cents for a shave, and atip of ten cents. In his first distress, he cut down the tip tofive, then to nothing. Later, he tried a ten-cent barber shop,and, finding that the shave was satisfactory, patronisedregularly. Later still, he put off shaving to every other day,then to every third, and so on, until once a week became therule. On Saturday he was a sight to see.
4、  "Carrie," he said, getting up once and coming over to her, "areyou going to stay with me from now on?"
5、  An inkling of untoward deeds on the part of Hurstwood had come.Doctor Beale, the handsome resident physician of theneighbourhood, met Mrs. Hurstwood at her own doorstep some daysafter Hurstwood and Carrie had taken the drive west on WashingtonBoulevard. Dr. Beale, coming east on the same drive, hadrecognised Hurstwood, but not before he was quite past him. Hewas not so sure of Carrie--did not know whether it wasHurstwood's wife or daughter.




  • 李天支 08-11

      "Well, then, any time you find it convenient to move in, they areready. The boy will bring you the keys at the door."

  • 苏晓彬 08-11

      The manager suffered this as a personal appeal. It came to himas if they were alone, and he could hardly restrain the tears forsorrow over the hopeless, pathetic, and yet dainty and appealingwoman whom he loved. Drouet also was beside himself. He wasresolving that he would be to Carrie what he had never beenbefore. He would marry her, by George! She was worth it.

  • 陈芦荻 08-11

       "Yes," said the astonished girl.

  • 叶瑞碧 08-11

      For another thing, Hurstwood missed the celebrities--those well-dressed, elite individuals who lend grace to the average bars andbring news from far-off and exclusive circles. He did not seeone such in a month. Evenings, when still at his post, he wouldoccasionally read in the evening papers incidents concerningcelebrities whom he knew--whom he had drunk a glass with many atime. They would visit a bar like Fitzgerald and Moy's inChicago, or the Hoffman House, uptown, but he knew that he wouldnever see them down here.Again, the business did not pay as well as he thought. Itincreased a little, but he found he would have to watch hishousehold expenses, which was humiliating.

  • 黄小霞 08-10

    {  "Madenda," she replied, instantly mindful of the name Drouet hadselected in Chicago. "Carrie Madenda."

  • 陈京春 08-09

      In contrast, Hurstwood appeared strong and sincere. He had noeasy manner of putting her off. He sympathised with her andshowed her what her true value was. He needed her, while Drouetdid not care.}

  • 马凯 08-09

      One of the watchers, this time a middle-aged man, handed him afive-cent piece.

  • 大卫·彼得雷乌斯 08-09

      The next afternoon he was back again, seeking amusement andprofit. This time he followed up three of a kind to his doom.There was a better hand across the table, held by a pugnaciousIrish youth, who was a political hanger-on of the Tammanydistrict in which they were located. Hurstwood was surprised atthe persistence of this individual, whose bets came with a sang-froid which, if a bluff, was excellent art. Hurstwood began todoubt, but kept, or thought to keep, at least, the cool demeanourwith which, in olden times, he deceived those psychic students ofthe gaming table, who seem to read thoughts and moods, ratherthan exterior evidences, however subtle. He could not down thecowardly thought that this man had something better and wouldstay to the end, drawing his last dollar into the pot, should hechoose to go so far. Still, he hoped to win much--his hand wasexcellent. Why not raise it five more?

  • 张庆黎 08-08

       Now that his money was so low, he began to observe his clothesand feel that even his best ones were beginning to lookcommonplace. This was a bitter thought.

  • 张会利 08-06

    {  "I want to see Miss Madenda," he tried to explain, even as he wasbeing hustled away. "I'm all right. I----"

  • 赵继红 08-06

      "No; I'm not anything," said Hurstwood.