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Then we met the water and reckoned we were lost. Is your punt about?" "She is not far off," said Jim, who turned to Carrie. "We must hustle. Can you run?" Carrie said she would try and they set off, but when they had gone a few hundred yards a wave of thick fog rolled up, blotting out the moonlight. "This is awkward," Jim gasped, taking Carrie's arm and helping her on.
She did not want to make any one who had been good to her feel badly. She did not realise what she was doing by allowing these feelings to possess her. Hurstwood, noticing the kindness, conceived better of her. "Carrie's good-natured, anyhow," he thought. Going to Miss Osborne's that afternoon, she found that little lady packing and singing. "Why don't you come over with me today?" she asked.
And she had entered it alone had walked into the little parlour. The next thing she recollected amid that passion of desperate tears which had seemed to dissolve her, body and soul were Carrie's arms round her, Carrie's face pressed against hers. 'Mother! mother! Oh! what is the matter? Why did we come here? You've been keeping things from me all these weeks for years even.
Wedmore's eyes over the half blind of one of the windows, and the minx thought this little scene would be a wholesome lesson. But Max, following the direction of Carrie's eyes, had also seen the watching face, and a manful spirit of defiance on the one hand, of passion on the other, moved him to show both Carrie and his mother how things were going with him.
Her eyes were a curious gray that changed to sparkling hazel-brown with the light; her hair was brown with a coppery gleam, and her dress a soft green. Jim had not seen the dress before and did not know if it was the latest fashion, but he felt that Carrie's choice was good. It was not that the harmonious color gave her beauty; the effect was deeper.
The current swept his legs under the boat, and when he tried to lift himself she rolled down with his weight and threatened to capsize. But he must not be beaten. He was fighting for Carrie's life, and remembering this gave him extra strength.
He did not feel that he was doing anything to complicate his life. His position was secure, his home-life, if not satisfactory, was at least undisturbed, his personal liberty rather untrammelled. Carrie's love represented only so much added pleasure. He would enjoy this new gift over and above his ordinary allowance of pleasure.
"Thanks to our eggs and vegetables we are perfectly well and, when there are so many people really in want of the oranges, it would be downright wicked to eat them merely because we like them." In a short time Manola with two of the children from downstairs, carrying baskets started, with the presents of fruit and fish, to all the ladies of Carrie's acquaintance.
"Drouet is a good fellow," Hurstwood thought to himself as he went back into his office, "but he's no man for Carrie." The thought of the latter turned his mind into a most pleasant vein, and he wandered how he would get ahead of the drummer. When Drouet entered Carrie's presence, he caught her in his arms as usual, but she responded to his kiss with a tremor of opposition.
In the bedroom, off the front room, was Carrie's trunk, bought by Drouet, and in the wardrobe built into the wall quite an array of clothing-more than she had ever possessed before, and of very becoming designs.
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