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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  Carrie smiled and coloured slightly. He was so innocently frankwith her that she drew nearer in friendship. The old call of theideal was sounding.
2.  "Not much of a place to sleep in, is it?" said the man.
3.  Carrie looked at her out of the corner of her eye. "No," sheanswered.
4.  Carrie at last could scarcely sit still. Her legs began to tireand she wanted to get up and stretch. Would noon never come? Itseemed as if she had worked an entire day. She was not hungry atall, but weak, and her eyes were tired, straining at the onepoint where the eye-punch came down. The girl at the rightnoticed her squirmings and felt sorry for her. She wasconcentrating herself too thoroughly--what she did reallyrequired less mental and physical strain. There was nothing tobe done, however. The halves of the uppers came piling steadilydown. Her hands began to ache at the wrists and then in thefingers, and towards the last she seemed one mass of dull,complaining muscles, fixed in an eternal position and performinga single mechanical movement which became more and moredistasteful, until as last it was absolutely nauseating. Whenshe was wondering whether the strain would ever cease, a dull-sounding bell clanged somewhere down an elevator shaft, and theend came. In an instant there was a buzz of action andconversation. All the girls instantly left their stools andhurried away in an adjoining room, men passed through, comingfrom some department which opened on the right. The whirlingwheels began to sing in a steadily modifying key, until at lastthey died away in a low buzz. There was an audible stillness, inwhich the common voice sounded strange.
5.  "Nothing," replied the girl, her head cocked coquettishly on oneside.
6.  "I think," he said, as he spruced around their chambers the nextmorning, preparatory to going down town, "that I'll straightenout that little deal of mine this month and then we'll getmarried. I was talking with Mosher about that yesterday."


2.  "No," he said. "What good would it do? A man doesn't need thissort of thing to be happy."
3.  Chapter VIII
4.  The man scarcely looked at him, fished in his vest pocket andtook out a dime.
5.  From now on, her indifference to the flat was even greater.There seemed no common ground on which they could talk to oneanother. She let herself be asked for expenses. It became sowith him that he hated to do it. He preferred standing off thebutcher and baker. He ran up a grocery bill of sixteen dollarswith Oeslogge, laying in a supply of staple articles, so thatthey would not have to buy any of those things for some time tocome. Then he changed his grocery. It was the same with thebutcher and several others. Carrie never heard anything of thisdirectly from him.He asked for such as he could expect, drifting farther andfarther into a situation which could have but one ending.
6.  Hurstwood put his hands, red from cold, down in his pockets.Tears came into his eyes.


1.  Hurstwood looked into her pretty face, crossed with littleshadows of wonder and misgiving, and thought he had never seenanything more lovely.
2.  "Well," he said in answer, "we'd be glad to consider yourapplication. We shan't decide for a few days yet. Suppose yousend us your references."
3.  Carrie sat still, looking out. She was wondering what she coulddo. They would be expecting her to go home this week.
4.  "Hm!" he said, clearing his throat and locking the door.
5.   "That isn't so bad," said the author, the manager noting thecurious effect which Carrie's blues had upon the part. "Tell herto frown a little more when Sparks dances."
6.  "That's better. Now go on."


1.  An inkling of untoward deeds on the part of Hurstwood had come.Doctor Beale, the handsome resident physician of theneighbourhood, met Mrs. Hurstwood at her own doorstep some daysafter Hurstwood and Carrie had taken the drive west on WashingtonBoulevard. Dr. Beale, coming east on the same drive, hadrecognised Hurstwood, but not before he was quite past him. Hewas not so sure of Carrie--did not know whether it wasHurstwood's wife or daughter.
2.  It was the grim resolution of a bent, bedraggled, but unbrokenpride.
3.  She said nothing more then, objecting to giving up her own money,and yet feeling that such would have to be the case. Hurstwoodfelt the crisis, and artfully decided to appeal to Carrie. Hehad long since realised how good-natured she was, how much shewould stand. There was some little shame in him at the thoughtof doing so, but he justified himself with the thought that hereally would get something. Rent day gave him his opportunity.
4、  This conversation was interrupted by the blare of the orchestraand the sputtering of the calcium lights in the wings as the linewas called to form for a new entrance. No further opportunityfor conversation occurred, but the next evening, when they weregetting ready for the stage, this girl appeared anew at her side.
5、  Carrie was indeed worth loving if ever youth and grace are tocommand that token of acknowledgment from life in their bloom.Experience had not yet taken away that freshness of the spiritwhich is the charm of the body. Her soft eyes contained in theirliquid lustre no suggestion of the knowledge of disappointment.She had been troubled in a way by doubt and longing, but thesehad made no deeper impression than could be traced in a certainopen wistfulness of glance and speech. The mouth had theexpression at times, in talking and in repose, of one who mightbe upon the verge of tears. It was not that grief was thus everpresent. The pronunciation of certain syllables gave to her lipsthis peculiarity of formation--a formation as suggestive andmoving as pathos itself.




  • 武俊青 08-02

      "Aw, come, Carrie," he said, "what can you do alone? Let me helpyou."

  • 石汉祥 08-02

      This was a direct challenge. Hurstwood had to take it up. Hetried to be calm.

  • 余文廖 08-02

       "Got an appointment with him?"

  • 卢锐 08-02

      Her subsequent experiences were not of a reassuring nature,however. From all the more pleasing or imposing places she wasturned away abruptly with the most chilling formality. In otherswhere she applied only the experienced were required. She metwith painful rebuffs, the most trying of which had been in amanufacturing cloak house, where she had gone to the fourth floorto inquire.

  • 西安-潼关 08-01

    {  The wavering of a mind under such circumstances is an almostinexplicable thing, and yet it is absolutely true. Hurstwoodcould not bring himself to act definitely. He wanted to thinkabout it--to ponder over it, to decide whether it were best. Hewas drawn by such a keen desire for Carrie, driven by such astate of turmoil in his own affairs that he thought constantly itwould be best, and yet he wavered. He did not know what evilmight result from it to him--how soon he might come to grief.The true ethics of the situation never once occurred to him, andnever would have, under any circumstances.

  • 梁明星 07-31

      He came over, and was about to begin a conversation with her,when a knock came at their door.}

  • 武易 07-31

      "Well, I don't know why you shouldn't. It'll be easier here thanit will there."

  • 门捷列夫 07-31

      "Now you take it," he said, finally.

  • 胡立前 07-30

       Lola felt for her first hold upon Carrie in the following manner:

  • 李锡佑 07-28

    {  "I guess she's struck it," he thought, a picture of the oldshiny, plush-covered world coming back, with its lights, itsornaments, its carriages, and flowers. Ah, she was in the walledcity now! Its splendid gates had opened, admitting her from acold, dreary outside. She seemed a creature afar off--like everyother celebrity he had known.

  • 吴力波 07-28

      One day, in the middle of the winter, the sharpest spell of theseason set in. It broke grey and cold in the first day, and onthe second snowed. Poor luck pursuing him, he had secured butten cents by nightfall, and this he had spent for food. Atevening he found himself at the Boulevard and Sixty-seventhStreet, where he finally turned his face Bowery-ward. Especiallyfatigued because of the wandering propensity which had seized himin the morning, he now half dragged his wet feet, shuffling thesoles upon the sidewalk. An old, thin coat was turned up abouthis red ears--his cracked derby hat was pulled down until itturned them outward. His hands were in his pockets.