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Drouet looked her over and saw something different. " Well," he said, " I want to talk to you. You're not going anywhere in particular, are you?" " Not just now," said Carrie. " Let's go up here and have something to eat. George! but I'm glad to see you again." She felt so relieved in his radiant presence, so much though with the slightest air of holding back.
"Damn it!" he said, "is he always going to be in the way?" He was moody when he got back to the box, and could not talk for thinking of his wretched situation. As the curtain for the next act arose, Drouet came back. He was very much enlivened in temper and inclined to whisper, but Hurstwood pretended interest.
She would need to save part of the twenty to pay her fare home. She did not want to borrow of Minnie for that. And yet how could she explain where she even got that money? If she could only get enough to let her out easy. She went over the tangle again and again. Here, in the morning, Drouet would expect to see her in a new jacket, and that couldn't be.
She felt more than ever the helplessness of her case. " If I could only get something to do," she said. " Maybe you can," went on Drouet, " if you stay here. You can't if you go away. They won't let you stay out there. Now, why not let me get you a nice room? I won't bother you needn't be afraid. Then, when you get fixed up, maybe you could get something."
If he had been pleasing to Carrie before, how much more so was he now. His grace was more permeating because it found a readier medium. Carrie watched his every movement with pleasure. She almost forgot poor Drouet, who babbled on as if he were the host. Hurstwood was too clever to give the slightest indication of a change.
Drouet shook hands, beaming good nature, and they strolled towards the bar. " Oh, all right." " I haven't seen you in six weeks. When did you get in?" " Friday," said Drouet. " Had a fine trip." " Glad of it," said Hurstwood, his black eyes lit with a warmth which half displaced the cold make-believe that usually dwelt in them.
She instinctively felt that he was stronger and higher, and yet with a so simple. By the end of the third act she was sure that Drouet was only a kindly soul, but otherwise defective. He sank every moment in her estimation by the strong comparison. " I have had such a nice time," said Carrie, when it was all over and they were coming out.
The speaking acquaintanceship which she formed with some of the girls at the shop discovered to her the fact that they had more of their earnings to use for themselves than she did. They had young men of the kind whom she, since her experience with Drouet, felt above, who took them about. She came to thoroughly dislike the light-headed young fellows of the shop.
He began to "size up" Drouet from the standpoints of wit and fascination. He began to look to see where he was weak. There was no disputing that, whatever he might think of him as a good fellow, he felt a certain amount of contempt for him as a lover. He could hoodwink him all right. Why, if he would just let Carrie see one such little incident as that of Thursday, it would settle the matter.
Drouet had a habit, characteristic of his kind, of looking after stylishly dressed or pretty women on the street and remarking upon them. He had just enough of the feminine love of dress to be a good judge-not of intellect, but of clothes. He saw how they set their little feet, how they carried their chins, with what grace ands sinuosity they swung their bodies.
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