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or carriage, perhaps, wear fine clothes, and maintaina good mercantile position. Naturally, Hurstwood, who was alittle above the order of mind which accepted this standard asperfect, who had shrewdness and much assumption of dignity, whoheld an imposing and authoritative position, and commandedfriendship by intuitive tact in handling people, was quite afigure. He was more generally known than most others in the samecircle, and was looked upon as some one whose reserve covered amine of influence and solid financial prosperity.最后的苏丹在哪里可以看 "It is comfortable," said Carrie, who was lifting a lace curtainand looking down into crowded Broadway.
"Must be pretty near noon," ventured one.
"I was going to tell you the other evening," he added, "butsomehow the opportunity slipped away."
When they were alone, the two sisters began a somewhat freerconversation, Carrie interrupting it to hum a little, as theyworked at the dishes.
"I'm clear out," he said to Carrie one afternoon. "I paid forsome coal this morning, and that took all but ten or fifteencents."
There came a time when he said nothing at all. Money was handedhim, and for each twelve cents he singled out a man and put himin the other line. Then he walked up and down as before, lookingat the ground.
"Frown a little more, Miss Madenda," said the stage manager.
"I didn't see you for a long time," she said, coquettishly,repulsing one of his exuberant approaches. "You must have beenaway."
Chapter VI
"Have you been in others?" asked Carrie, surprised at herexperience.
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