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She was in a night-robe and dressing-gown, with her hair very much tousled, but she looked so pretty and good-natured that Carrie instantly conceived a liking for her. The newcomer did no more than smile shamefacedly, but it was sufficient. Carrie felt that she would like to know her, and a similar feeling stirred in the mind of the other, who admired Carrie's innocent face.
This serious business completed, the grandmother turned her attention to the child in the cart. "How sound asleep the little thing is," she observed, smoothing Fairy Carrie's cheek from dark eye-circle to chin, "and her flesh so cold!" "She's just slept that way ever since J. D. put her in his cart!" exclaimed aunt Corinne.
How could she ever hold her own with such people? He would talk with them, paint them, dine with them, while she sat at home Carrie's nurse, and the domestic drudge. And yet she was of that type which represents perhaps the most ambitious element in the lower middle class.
The air is bracing this morning, and will do her good." Willie, who was present, cried out, "No Carrie is sick; she can't walk Maggie said she couldn't," and he grasped his sister's hand to hold her. With a not very gentle jerk Mrs. Hamilton pulled him off, while Lenora, who came bobbing and bounding into the room, took Carrie's arm, saying.
"Well, we both start on our separate treadmill on Monday Black Monday, eh, Esther?" "Not at all," I retorted, for I was far too pleased and excited with my prospects to be damped by Carrie's want of enthusiasm. I thought I would sit down and write to Jessie, and tell her all about it, but here was Carrie preparing herself for one of her chats. "Did you see me talking to Mr.
Then with her long cape covering her quaintly gowned figure, she hurried up to Carrie's door to call for her playmate, having waited until the last minute in the hope that her friends would be gone. Nor was she disappointed.
By a dexterous movement of her oar, Carrie had brought the boat alongside the black mass, and then, with the boat-hook, which she used with an evidently practiced hand, she drew the body close. Max, sick with horror, leaned over just as Carrie's exertion's brought the face of the man to view. "He's dead!" cried he, hoarsely. "It's another murder by those vile wretches in there!"
Worst of all, she now began to feel the loneliness of the flat and seek the company of Mrs. Vance, who liked her exceedingly. "Let's go to the matinee this afternoon," said Mrs. Vance, who had stepped across into Carrie's flat one morning, still arrayed in a soft pink dressing-gown, which she had donned upon rising. Hurstwood and Vance had gone their separate ways nearly an hour before.
Naturally timid in all things that related to her own advancement, and especially so when without power or resource, her craving for pleasure was so strong that it was the one stay of her nature. She would speak for that when silent on all else. "Ask him," she pleaded softly. Minnie was thinking of the resource which Carrie's board would add.
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.
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