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"As mother felt in her pocket for some change, her fingerstouched a cold and trembling hand which had clutched her purse."

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"Going to be in town long?"

"Would you mind giving me ten cents?" he said, directly. "I'm ina position where I must ask some one."

"Yes, I will," he exclaimed, more feelingly than usual, adding,with the tone of one who pleads, "Don't you believe what I'vetold you?"

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Then he thought of Carrie. With what speed must he get her, ifhe got her at all. She would have to come along. He jumped intothe nearest cab standing by.

"Three and a half," he answered.

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Hurstwood paused and studied the floor.

"I was listening to the music."

"The rent man comes to-day," said Carrie, greeting him thusindifferently three mornings later.

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<"I believe I'll turn in," said the man.In the dining-room stood a sideboard laden with glisteningdecanters and other utilities and ornaments in glass, thearrangement of which could not be questioned. Here was somethingHurstwood knew about. He had studied the subject for years in hisbusiness. He took no little satisfaction in telling each Mary,shortly after she arrived, something of what the art of the thingrequired. He was not garrulous by any means. On the contrary,there was a fine reserve in his manner toward the entire domesticeconomy of his life which was all that is comprehended by thepopular term, gentlemanly. He would not argue, he would not talkfreely. In his manner was something of the dogmatist. What hecould not correct, he would ignore. There was a tendency in himto walk away from the impossible thing.

"Yes. You didn't get around."

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