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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  His senses became cleared now and he looked around. He wasstanding in a little store, where they left him for the moment.Outside, he could see, as he stood wiping his chin, the car andthe excited crowd. A patrol wagon was there, and another.
2.  Hurstwood was charmed by the development of the fact that thegirl had capabilities. There is nothing so inspiring in life asthe sight of a legitimate ambition, no matter how incipient. Itgives colour, force, and beauty to the possessor.
3.  "There you go again," he observed. "One would think I never didanything, the way you begin."
4.  Carrie was only faintly surprised.
5.  "You take this to this address," he said, handing him theenvelope, "and give it to Mrs. Hurstwood."
6.  Carrie rose up as if to step away, he holding her hand. Now heslipped his arm about her and she struggled, but in vain. Heheld her quite close. Instantly there flamed up in his body theall compelling desire. His affection took an ardent form.

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1.  "I guess she isn't coming home," he said, grimly.
2.  "I'll not give him the rest of my money," said Carrie. "I doenough. I am going to get me something to wear."
3.  "Not more than a dollar," said Mrs. Vance.
4.  She had her hand out on the table before her. They were quitealone in their corner, and he put his larger, warmer hand overit.
5.  Accordingly, when he arrived, he was disappointed to find Carrieout. He trifled about, hoping that she was somewhere in theneighbourhood and would soon return. He constantly listened,expecting to hear her foot on the stair.
6.  Carrie's heart bounded to her throat.

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1.  As he started to go he felt truly sorry that he had missed her.There was a little picture of her on the wall, showing herarrayed in the little jacket he had first bought her--her face alittle more wistful than he had seen it lately. He was reallytouched by it, and looked into the eyes of it with a rather rarefeeling for him.
2.  Thus was Hurstwood installed in the Broadway Central, but not forlong. He was in no shape or mood to do the scrub work thatexists about the foundation of every hotel. Nothing betteroffering, he was set to aid the fireman, to work about thebasement, to do anything and everything that might offer.Porters, cooks, firemen, clerks--all were over him. Moreover hisappearance did not please these individuals--his temper was toolonely--and they made it disagreeable for him.
3.  "He was going to Wheaton," said Jessica, not noticing the slightput upon her father.
4.  "About the same as usual," said Hurstwood, smiling genially.
5.   He was irritated to think that this should come up when he wishedto have his thoughts for other purposes.
6.  He had stopped his trifling before the mirror now and crossedover to her. For the first time Carrie felt as if she must moveaway from him.

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1.  "He may not now," answered Hurstwood, doggedly, wellunderstanding the inference; "but his life isn't done yet. Youcan't tell what'll happen. He may get down like anybody else."
2.  Hurstwood walked the floor, mentally arranging the chief pointsof his situation. "She has that property in her name," he keptsaying to himself. "What a fool trick that was. Curse it! Whata fool move that was."
3.  Carrie heard this with aroused intelligence. Evidently it wasn'tso very difficult to get on. Maybe she also could get a place ifthis show went away."Do they all pay about the same?" she asked.
4、  Her sobs disturbed him so that he was quite sure she did not heara word he said.
5、  He was irritated to think that this should come up when he wishedto have his thoughts for other purposes.

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  • 林志强 08-05

      In the very beginning it was a delight to go home late at night,as he did, and find Carrie. He managed to run up and take dinnerwith her between six and seven, and to remain home until nineo'clock in the morning, but the novelty of this waned after atime, and he began to feel the drag of his duties.

  • 尤里·多尔戈鲁基 08-05

      "Carrie Madenda," said the drummer, firing at random. The lodgemembers knew him to be single.

  • 蒋竞松 08-05

       She, on the contrary, was not at all inclined to accept anythingless than a complete fulfilment of the letter of theirrelationship, though the spirit might be wanting.

  • 韩凤萍 08-05

      Drouet did not call that evening. After receiving the letter, hehad laid aside all thought of Carrie for the time being and wasfloating around having what he considered a gay time. On thisparticular evening he dined at "Rector's," a restaurant of somelocal fame, which occupied a basement at Clark and MonroeStreets. There--after he visited the resort of Fitzgerald andMoy's in Adams Street, opposite the imposing Federal Building.There he leaned over the splendid bar and swallowed a glass ofplain whiskey and purchased a couple of cigars, one of which helighted. This to him represented in part high life--a fairsample of what the whole must be. Drouet was not a drinker inexcess. He was not a moneyed man. He only craved the best, ashis mind conceived it, and such doings seemed to him a part ofthe best. Rector's, with its polished marble walls and floor,its profusion of lights, its show of china and silverware, and,above all, its reputation as a resort for actors and professionalmen, seemed to him the proper place for a successful man to go.He loved fine clothes, good eating, and particularly the companyand acquaintanceship of successful men. When dining, it was asource of keen satisfaction to him to know that Joseph Jeffersonwas wont to come to this same place, or that Henry E. Dixie, awell-known performer of the day, was then only a few tables off.At Rector's he could always obtain this satisfaction, for thereone could encounter politicians, brokers, actors, some rich young"rounders" of the town, all eating and drinking amid a buzz ofpopular commonplace conversation.

  • 费晶晶 08-04

    {  "Well, I don't know," said Carrie, when he had concluded, herinterest and desire to shine dramatically struggling with hertimidity for the mastery. "I might go if you thought I'd do allright."

  • 隋笑飞 08-03

      "Why," said Drouet, puzzled at her tone, "you knew that, didn'tyou?"}

  • 周友 08-03

      "Can you always get in another show?"

  • 曹海深 08-03

      The day after their theatre visit he began writing her regularly--a letter every morning, and begging her to do as much for him.He was not literary by any means, but experience of the world andhis growing affection gave him somewhat of a style. This heexercised at his office desk with perfect deliberation. Hepurchased a box of delicately coloured and scented writing paperin monogram, which he kept locked in one of the drawers. Hisfriends now wondered at the cleric and very official-lookingnature of his position. The five bartenders viewed with respectthe duties which could call a man to do so much desk-work andpenmanship.

  • 娄以忠 08-02

       "I've been sick," he answered. "I've just got out of thehospital. For God's sake, let me have a little money, will you?"

  • 杨超 07-31

    {  He was referring to some property which he said he had, and whichrequired so much attention, adjustment, and what not, thatsomehow or other it interfered with his free moral, personalactions.

  • 李男 07-31

      "Why not get yourself a nice little jacket? You've got to haveit. I'll loan you the money. You needn't worry about taking it.You can get yourself a nice room by yourself. I won't hurt you."

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