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"You have a bath there," said he. "Now you can clean up when youget ready."


"Evans," he said, addressing the head barkeeper, "if any onecalls, I will be back between four and five."

"What's the use?" he thought, looking out upon the slop and snow."I couldn't buy into it. It's a thousand to one nothing comes ofit. I guess I'll get off," and off he got. In the lobby he tooka seat and waited again, wondering what he could do.

"The finest resort in town. It's a way-up, swell place."

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"I raise you three," said the youth.

"Why, no," said Carrie. "Of course I didn't."

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"I wouldn't," said Minnie.

"Certainly," replied Carrie.

<"If you didn't make a hit, you know," he went on.The place that had been so comfortable, where he had spent somany days of warmth, was now a memory. Something colder andchillier confronted him. He sank down in his chair, resting hischin in his hand--mere sensation, without thought, holding him.

"Well, then, I don't like it," said Carrie, who was coming tohave a few opinions of her own.


<"How is that--what does your text say?"After taking off his coat, he felt it incumbent upon him to makesome little report of his day.

The next day Hurstwood announced his intention to his wife.





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