Carrietimidlywaited，standing。Therewerechairs，butnoone，motionedhertobeseated。Theindividualtowhomthemanager，hadbeentalkingwentawayquitecrestfallen。Thatluminary，gazedearnestlyatsomepapersbeforehim，asiftheywereofthe，greatestconcern。
　　“Didyouseethatinthe’Herald’thismorningaboutNatGoodwin，Harris？”
　　“No，“saidthepersonaddressed。”Whatwasit？”
　　“MadequiteacurtainaddressatHooley’slastnight。Better，lookitup。”
　　Harrisreachedovertoatableandbegantolookforthe，“Herald。”
　　“Whatisit？”saidthemanagertoCarrie，apparentlynoticingher，forthefirsttime。Hethoughthewasgoingtobeheldupfor，freetickets。
　　Carriesummonedupallhercourage，whichwaslittleatbest。
　　Sherealisedthatshewasanovice，andfeltasifarebuffwere，certain。Ofthisshewassosurethatsheonlywishednowto，pretendshehadcalledforadvice。
　　“Canyoutellmehowtogoaboutgettingonthestage？”
　　Itwasthebestwayafteralltohavegoneaboutthematter。She，wasinteresting，inamanner，totheoccupantofthechair，and，thesimplicityofherrequestandattitudetookhisfancy。He，smiled，asdidtheothersintheroom，who，however，madesome，slightefforttoconcealtheirhumour。
　　“Idon’tknow，“heanswered，lookingherbrazenlyover。”Have，youeverhadanyexperienceuponthestage？”
　　“Alittle，“answeredCarrie。”Ihavetakenpartinamateur，performances。”
　　Shethoughtshehadtomakesomesortofshowinginorderto，retainhisinterest。
　　“Neverstudiedforthestage？”hesaid，puttingonanair，intendedasmuchtoimpresshisfriendswithhisdiscretionas，Carrie。
　　“No，sir。”
　　“Well，Idon’tknow，“heanswered，tippinglazilybackinhis，chairwhileshestoodbeforehim。”Whatmakesyouwanttogeton，thestage？”
　　Shefeltabashedattheman’sdaring，butcouldonlysmilein，answertohisengagingsmirk，andsay：
　　“Ineedtomakealiving。”
　　“Oh，“heanswered，rathertakenbyhertrimappearance，and，feelingasifhemightscrapeupanacquaintancewithher。
　　“That’sagoodreason，isn’tit？Well，Chicagoisnotagood，placeforwhatyouwanttodo。YououghttobeinNewYork。
　　There’smorechancethere。Youcouldhardlyexpecttoget，startedouthere。”Carriesmiledgenially，gratefulthathe，shouldcondescendtoadviseherevensomuch。Henoticedthe，smile，andputaslightlydifferentconstructiononit。He，thoughthesawaneasychanceforalittleflirtation。
　　“Sitdown，“hesaid，pullingachairforwardfromthesideofhis，deskanddroppinghisvoicesothatthetwomenintheroom，shouldnothear。Thosetwogaveeachotherthesuggestionofa，wink。
　　“Well，I’llbegoing，Barney，“saidone，breakingawayandso，addressingthemanager。”Seeyouthisafternoon。”
　　“Allright，“saidthemanager。
　　Theremainingindividualtookupapaperasiftoread。
　　“Didyouhaveanyideawhatsortofpartyouwouldliketoget？”
　　askedthemanagersoftly。
　　“Oh，no，“saidCarrie。”Iwouldtakeanythingtobeginwith。”
　　“Isee，“hesaid。”Doyoulivehereinthecity？”
　　“Yes，sir。”
　　Themanagersmiledmostblandly。
　　“Haveyouevertriedtogetinasachorusgirl？”heasked，assumingamoreconfidentialair。
　　Carriebegantofeelthattherewassomethingexuberantand，unnaturalinhismanner。
　　“No，“shesaid。
　　“That’sthewaymostgirlsbegin，“hewenton，“whogoonthe，stage。It’sagoodwaytogetexperience。”
　　Hewasturningonheraglanceofthecompanionableand，persuasivemanner。
　　“Ididn’tknowthat，“saidCarrie。
　　“It’sadifficultthing，“hewenton，“butthere’salwaysa，chance，youknow。”Then，asifhesuddenlyremembered，hepulled，outhiswatchandconsultedit。”I’veanappointmentattwo，“he，said，“andI’vegottogotolunchnow。Wouldyoucaretocome，anddinewithme？Wecantalkitoverthere。”
　　“Oh，no，“saidCarrie，thewholemotiveofthemanflashingon，heratonce。”Ihaveanengagementmyself。”
　　“That’stoobad，“hesaid，realisingthathehadbeenalittle，beforehandinhisofferandthatCarriewasabouttogoaway。
　　“Comeinlater。Imayknowofsomething。”
　　“Thankyou，“sheanswered，withsometrepidationandwentout。
　　“Shewasgood-looking，wasn’tshe？”saidthemanager’scompanion，whohadnotcaughtallthedetailsofthegamehehadplayed。
　　“Yes，inaway，“saidtheother，soretothinkthegamehadbeen，lost。”She’dnevermakeanactress，though。Justanotherchorus，girl——that’sall。”
　　Thislittleexperiencenearlydestroyedherambitiontocallupon，themanagerattheChicagoOperaHouse，butshedecidedtodoso，afteratime。Hewasofamoresedateturnofmind。Hesaidat，oncethattherewasnoopeningofanysort，andseemedto，considerhersearchfoolish。
　　“Chicagoisnoplacetogetastart，“hesaid。”Yououghttobe，inNewYork。”
　　Stillshepersisted，andwenttoMcVickar’s，whereshecouldnot，findanyone。”TheOldHomestead“wasrunningthere，butthe，persontowhomshewasreferredwasnottobefound。
　　Theselittleexpeditionstookuphertimeuntilquitefour，o’clock，whenshewaswearyenoughtogohome。Shefeltasif，sheoughttocontinueandinquireelsewhere，buttheresultsso，farweretoodispiriting。ShetookthecarandarrivedatOgden，Placeinthree-quartersofanhour，butdecidedtorideontothe，WestSidebranchofthePost-office，whereshewasaccustomedto，receiveHurstwood’sletters。Therewasonetherenow，written，Saturday，whichshetoreopenandreadwithmingledfeelings。
　　Therewassomuchwarmthinitandsuchtensecomplaintather，havingfailedtomeethim，andhersubsequentsilence，thatshe，ratherpitiedtheman。Thathelovedherwasevidentenough。
　　Thathehadwishedanddaredtodoso，marriedashewas，wasthe，evil。Shefeltasifthethingdeservedananswer，and，consequentlydecidedthatshewouldwriteandlethimknowthat，sheknewofhismarriedstateandwasjustlyincensedathis，deception。Shewouldtellhimthatitwasalloverbetweenthem。
　　Atherroom，thewordingofthismissiveoccupiedherforsome，time，forshefelltothetaskatonce。Itwasmostdifficult。
　　“YoudonotneedtohavemeexplainwhyIdidnotmeetyou，“she，wroteinpart。”Howcouldyoudeceivemeso？Youcannotexpect，metohaveanythingmoretodowithyou。Iwouldn’tunderany，circumstances。Oh，howcouldyouactso？”sheaddedinaburst，offeeling。”Youhavecausedmemoremiserythanyoucanthink。
　　Ihopeyouwillgetoveryourinfatuationforme。Wemustnot，meetanymore。Good-bye。”
　　Shetooktheletterthenextmorning，andatthecornerdropped，itreluctantlyintotheletter-box，stilluncertainastowhether，sheshoulddosoornot。Thenshetookthecarandwentdown，town。
　　Thiswasthedullseasonwiththedepartmentstores，butshewas，listenedtowithmoreconsiderationthanwasusuallyaccordedto，youngwomenapplicants，owingtoherneatandattractive，appearance。Shewasaskedthesameoldquestionswithwhichshe，wasalreadyfamiliar。
　　“Whatcanyoudo？Haveyoueverworkedinaretailstorebefore？
　　Areyouexperienced？”
　　AtTheFair，SeeandCompany’s，andallthegreatstoresitwas，muchthesame。Itwasthedullseason，shemightcomeina，littlelater，possiblytheywouldliketohaveher。
　　Whenshearrivedatthehouseattheendoftheday，wearyand，disheartened，shediscoveredthatDrouethadbeenthere。His，umbrellaandlightovercoatweregone。Shethoughtshemissed，otherthings，butcouldnotbesure。Everythinghadnotbeen，taken。
　　Sohisgoingwascrystallisingintostaying。Whatwasshetodo，now？Evidentlyshewouldbefacingtheworldinthesameoldway，withinadayortwo。Herclotheswouldgetpoor。Sheputher，twohandstogetherinhercustomaryexpressivewayandpressed，herfingers。Largetearsgatheredinhereyesandbrokehot，acrosshercheeks。Shewasalone，verymuchalone。
　　Drouetreallyhadcalled，butitwaswithaverydifferentmind，fromthatwhichCarriehadimagined。Heexpectedtofindher，to，justifyhisreturnbyclaimingthathecametogettheremaining，portionofhiswardrobe，andbeforehegotawayagaintopatchup，apeace。
　　Accordingly，whenhearrived，hewasdisappointedtofindCarrie，out。Hetrifledabout，hopingthatshewassomewhereinthe，neighbourhoodandwouldsoonreturn。Heconstantlylistened，expectingtohearherfootonthestair。
　　Whenhedidso，itwashisintentiontomakebelievethathehad，justcomeinandwasdisturbedatbeingcaught。Thenhewould，explainhisneedofhisclothesandfindouthowthingsstood。
　　Waitashedid，however，Carriedidnotcome。Frompottering，aroundamongthedrawers，inmomentaryexpectationofherarrival，hechangedtolookingoutofthewindow，andfromthattoresting，himselfintherocking-chair。StillnoCarrie。Hebegantogrow，restlessandlitacigar。Afterthathewalkedthefloor。Then，helookedoutofthewindowandsawcloudsgathering。He，rememberedanappointmentatthree。Hebegantothinkthatit，wouldbeuselesstowait，andgotholdofhisumbrellaandlight，coat，intendingtotakethesethings，anyway。Itwouldscare，her，hehoped。To-morrowhewouldcomebackfortheothers。He，wouldfindouthowthingsstood。
　　Ashestartedtogohefelttrulysorrythathehadmissedher。
　　Therewasalittlepictureofheronthewall，showingher，arrayedinthelittlejackethehadfirstboughther——herfacea，littlemorewistfulthanhehadseenitlately。Hewasreally，touchedbyit，andlookedintotheeyesofitwitharatherrare，feelingforhim。
　　“Youdidn’tdomeright，Cad，“hesaid，asifhewereaddressing，herintheflesh。
　　Thenhewenttothedoor，tookagoodlookaroundandwentout。
　　ChapterXXVII
　　WHENWATERSENGULFUSWEREACHFORASTAR
　　Itwaswhenhereturnedfromhisdisturbedstrollaboutthe，streets，afterreceivingthedecisivenotefromMcGregor，James，andHay，thatHurstwoodfoundtheletterCarriehadwrittenhim，thatmorning。Hethrilledintenselyashenotedthehandwriting，andrapidlytoreitopen。
　　“Then，“hethought，“shelovesmeorshewouldnothavewritten，tomeatall。”
　　Hewasslightlydepressedatthetenorofthenoteforthefirst，fewminutes，butsoonrecovered。”Shewouldn’twriteatallif，shedidn’tcareforme。”
　　Thiswashisoneresourceagainstthedepressionwhichheldhim。
　　Hecouldextractlittlefromthewordingoftheletter，butthe，spirithethoughtheknew。
　　Therewasreallysomethingexceedinglyhuman——ifnotpathetic——in，hisbeingthusrelievedbyaclearlywordedreproof。Hewhohad，forsolongremainedsatisfiedwithhimselfnowlookedoutsideof，himselfforcomfort——andtosuchasource。Themysticcordsof，affection！Howtheybindusall。
　　Thecolourcametohischeeks。Forthemomentheforgotthe，letterfromMcGregor，JamesandHay。Ifhecouldonlyhave，Carrie，perhapshecouldgetoutofthewholeentanglement——
　　perhapsitwouldnotmatter。Hewouldn’tcarewhathiswifedid，withherselfifonlyhemightnotloseCarrie。Hestoodupand，walkedabout，dreaminghisdelightfuldreamofalifecontinued，withthislovelypossessorofhisheart。
　　Itwasnotlong，however，beforetheoldworrywasbackfor，consideration，andwithitwhatweariness！Hethoughtofthe，morrowandthesuit。Hehaddonenothing，andherewasthe，afternoonslippingaway。Itwasnowaquarteroffour。Atfive，theattorneyswouldhavegonehome。Hestillhadthemorrow，untilnoon。Evenashethought，thelastfifteenminutespassed，awayanditwasfive。Thenheabandonedthethoughtofseeing，themanymorethatdayandturnedtoCarrie。
　　Itistobeobservedthatthemandidnotjustifyhimselfto，himself。Hewasnottroublingaboutthat。Hiswholethoughtwas，thepossibilityofpersuadingCarrie。Nothingwaswronginthat。
　　Helovedherdearly。Theirmutualhappinessdependeduponit。
　　WouldthatDrouetwereonlyaway！
　　Whilehewasthinkingthuselatedly，herememberedthathewanted，somecleanlineninthemorning。
　　Thishepurchased，togetherwithahalf-dozenties，andwentto，thePalmerHouse。AsheenteredhethoughthesawDrouet，ascendingthestairswithakey。SurelynotDrouet！Thenhe，thought，perhapstheyhadchangedtheirabodetemporarily。He，wentstraightuptothedesk。
　　“IsMr。Drouetstoppinghere？”heaskedoftheclerk。
　　“Ithinkheis，“saidthelatter，consultinghisprivateregistry，list。”Yes。”
　　“Isthatso？”exclaimedHurstwood，otherwiseconcealinghis，astonishment。”Alone？”headded。
　　“Yes，“saidtheclerk。
　　Hurstwoodturnedawayandsethislipssoasbesttoexpressand，concealhisfeelings。
　　“How’sthat？”hethought。”They’vehadarow。”
　　Hehastenedtohisroomwithrisingspiritsandchangedhis，linen。Ashedidso，hemadeuphismindthatifCarriewas，alone，orifshehadgonetoanotherplace，itbehoovedhimto，findout。Hedecidedtocallatonce。
　　“IknowwhatI’lldo，“hethought。”I’llgotothedoorandask，ifMr。Drouetisathome。Thatwillbringoutwhetherheis，thereornotandwhereCarrieis。”
　　Hewasalmostmovedtosomemusculardisplayashethoughtofit。
　　Hedecidedtogoimmediatelyaftersupper。
　　Oncomingdownfromhisroomatsix，helookedcarefullyaboutto，seeifDrouetwaspresentandthenwentouttolunch。Hecould，scarcelyeat，however，hewassoanxioustobeabouthiserrand。
　　BeforestartinghethoughtitwelltodiscoverwhereDrouetwould，be，andreturnedtohishotel。
　　“HasMr。Drouetgoneout？”heaskedoftheclerk。
　　“No，“answeredthelatter，“he’sinhisroom。Doyouwishto，sendupacard？”
　　“No，I’llcallaroundlater，“answeredHurstwood，andstrolled，out。
　　HetookaMadisoncarandwentdirecttoOgdenPlacethistime，walkingboldlyuptothedoor。Thechambermaidansweredhis，knock。
　　“IsMr。Drouetin？”saidHurstwoodblandly。
　　“Heisoutofthecity，“saidthegirl，whohadheardCarrietell，thistoMrs。Hale。
　　“IsMrs。Drouetin？”
　　“No，shehasgonetothetheatre。”
　　“Isthatso？”saidHurstwood，considerablytakenback;then，as，ifburdenedwithsomethingimportant，“Youdon’tknowtowhich，theatre？”
　　Thegirlreallyhadnoideawhereshehadgone，butnotliking，Hurstwood，andwishingtocausehimtrouble，answered：“Yes，Hooley’s。”
　　“Thankyou，“returnedthemanager，and，tippinghishatslightly，wentaway。
　　“I’lllookinatHooley’s，“thoughthe，butasamatteroffact，hedidnot。Beforehehadreachedthecentralportionofthe，cityhethoughtthewholematteroveranddecideditwouldbe，useless。AsmuchashelongedtoseeCarrie，heknewshewould，bewithsomeoneanddidnotwishtointrudewithhispleathere。
　　Alittlelaterhemightdoso——inthemorning。Onlyinthe，morninghehadthelawyerquestionbeforehim。
　　Thislittlepilgrimagethrewquiteawetblanketuponhisrising，spirits。Hewassoondownagaintohisoldworry，andreached，theresortanxioustofindrelief。Quiteacompanyofgentlemen，weremakingtheplacelivelywiththeirconversation。Agroupof，CookCountypoliticianswereconferringaboutaroundcherry-wood，tableintherearportionoftheroom。Severalyoungmerrymakers，werechatteringatthebarbeforemakingabelatedvisittothe，theatre。Ashabbily-genteelindividual，witharednoseandan，oldhighhat，wassippingaquietglassofalealoneatoneend，ofthebar。Hurstwoodnoddedtothepoliticiansandwentinto，hisoffice。
　　Aboutteno’clockafriendofhis，Mr。FrankL。Taintor，alocal，sportandracingman，droppedin，andseeingHurstwoodalonein，hisofficecametothedoor。
　　“Hello，George！”heexclaimed。
　　“Howareyou，Frank？”saidHurstwood，somewhatrelievedbythe，sightofhim。”Sitdown，“andhemotionedhimtooneofthe，chairsinthelittleroom。
　　“What’sthematter，George？”askedTaintor。”Youlookalittle，glum。Haven’tlostatthetrack，haveyou？”
　　“I’mnotfeelingverywellto-night。Ihadaslightcoldthe，otherday。”
　　“Takewhiskey，George，“saidTaintor。”Yououghttoknowthat。”
　　Hurstwoodsmiled。
　　Whiletheywerestillconferringthere，severalotherof，Hurstwood’sfriendsentered，andnotlongaftereleven，the，theatresbeingout，someactorsbegantodropin——amongthemsome，notabilities。
　　Thenbeganoneofthosepointlesssocialconversationssocommon，inAmericanresortswherethewould-begildedattempttoruboff，giltfromthosewhohaveitinabundance。IfHurstwoodhadone，leaning，itwastowardnotabilities。Heconsideredthat，if，anywhere，hebelongedamongthem。Hewastooproudtotoady，too，keennottostrictlyobservetheplaneheoccupiedwhenthere，werethosepresentwhodidnotappreciatehim，but，insituations，likethepresent，wherehecouldshineasagentlemanandbe，receivedwithoutequivocationasafriendandequalamongmenof，knownability，hewasmostdelighted。Itwasonsuchoccasions，ifever，thathewould“takesomething。”，Whenthesocialflavour，wasstrongenoughhewouldevenunbendtotheextentofdrinking，glassforglasswithhisassociates，punctiliouslyobservinghis，turntopayasifhewereanoutsiderliketheothers。Ifhe，everapproachedintoxication——orratherthatruddywarmthand，comfortablenesswhichprecedesthemoreslovenstate——itwaswhen，individualssuchastheseweregatheredabouthim，whenhewas，oneofacircleofchattingcelebrities。To-night，disturbedas，washisstate，hewasratherrelievedtofindcompany，andnow，thatnotabilitiesweregathered，helaidasidehistroublesfor，thenonce，andjoinedinrightheartily。
　　Itwasnotlongbeforetheimbibingbegantotell。Storiesbegan，tocropup——thoseever-enduring，drollstorieswhichformthe，majorportionoftheconversationamongAmericanmenundersuch，circumstances。
　　Twelveo’clockarrived，thehourforclosing，andwithitthe，companytookleave。Hurstwoodshookhandswiththemmost，cordially。Hewasveryroseatephysically。Hehadarrivedat，thatstatewherehismind，thoughclear，was，nevertheless，warm，initsfancies。Hefeltasifhistroubleswerenotvery，serious。Goingintohisoffice，hebegantoturnovercertain，accounts，awaitingthedepartureofthebartendersandthe，cashier，whosoonleft。
　　Itwasthemanager’sduty，aswellashiscustom，afterallwere，gonetoseethateverythingwassafelyclosedupforthenight。
　　Asarule，nomoneyexceptthecashtakeninafterbankinghours，waskeptabouttheplace，andthatwaslockedinthesafebythe，cashier，who，withtheowners，wasjointkeeperofthesecret，combination，but，nevertheless，Hurstwoodnightlytookthe，precautiontotrythecashdrawersandthesafeinordertosee，thattheyweretightlyclosed。Thenhewouldlockhisownlittle，officeandsettheproperlightburningnearthesafe，after，whichhewouldtakehisdeparture。
　　Neverinhisexperiencehadhefoundanythingoutoforder，but，to-night，aftershuttingdownhisdesk，hecameoutandtriedthe，safe。Hiswaywastogiveasharppull。Thistimethedoor，responded。Hewasslightlysurprisedatthat，andlookingin，foundthemoneycasesasleftfortheday，apparently，unprotected。Hisfirstthoughtwas，ofcourse，toinspectthe，drawersandshutthedoor。
　　“I’llspeaktoMayhewaboutthisto-morrow，“hethought。
　　Thelatterhadcertainlyimaginedupongoingoutahalf-hour，beforethathehadturnedtheknobonthedoorsoastospring，thelock。Hehadneverfailedtodosobefore。Butto-night，Mayhewhadotherthoughts。Hehadbeenrevolvingtheproblemof，abusinessofhisown。
　　“I’lllookinhere，“thoughtthemanager，pullingoutthemoney，drawers。Hedidnotknowwhyhewishedtolookinthere。Itwas，quiteasuperfluousaction，whichanothertimemightnothave，happenedatall。
　　Ashedidso，alayerofbills，inparcelsofathousand，suchas，banksissue，caughthiseye。Hecouldnottellhowmuchthey，represented，butpausedtoviewthem。Thenhepulledoutthe，secondofthecashdrawers。Inthatwerethereceiptsofthe，day。
　　“Ididn’tknowFitzgeraldandMoyeverleftanymoneythisway，“
　　hismindsaidtoitself。”Theymusthaveforgottenit。”
　　Helookedattheotherdrawerandpausedagain。
　　“Countthem，“saidavoiceinhisear。
　　Heputhishandintothefirstoftheboxesandliftedthestack，lettingtheseparateparcelsfall。Theywerebillsoffiftyand，onehundreddollarsdoneinpackagesofathousand。Hethought，hecountedtensuch。
　　“Whydon’tIshutthesafe？”hismindsaidtoitself，lingering。
　　“Whatmakesmepausehere？”
　　Foranswertherecamethestrangestwords：
　　“Didyoueverhavetenthousanddollarsinreadymoney？”
　　Lo，themanagerrememberedthathehadneverhadsomuch。All，hispropertyhadbeenslowlyaccumulated，andnowhiswifeowned，that。Hewasworthmorethanfortythousand，alltold——butshe，wouldgetthat。
　　Hepuzzledashethoughtofthesethings，thenpushedinthe，drawersandclosedthedoor，pausingwithhishandupontheknob，whichmightsoeasilylockitallbeyondtemptation。Stillhe，paused。Finallyhewenttothewindowsandpulleddownthe，curtains。Thenhetriedthedoor，whichhehadpreviously，locked。Whatwasthisthing，makinghimsuspicious？Whydidhe，wishtomoveaboutsoquietly。Hecamebacktotheendofthe，counterasiftoresthisarmandthink。Thenhewentand，unlockedhislittleofficedoorandturnedonthelight。Healso，openedhisdesk，sittingdownbeforeit，onlytothinkstrange，thoughts。
　　“Thesafeisopen，“saidavoice。”Thereisjusttheleast，littlecrackinit。Thelockhasnotbeensprung。”
　　Themanagerflounderedamongajumbleofthoughts。Nowallthe，entanglementofthedaycameback。Alsothethoughtthathere，wasasolution。Thatmoneywoulddoit。Ifhehadthatand，Carrie。Heroseupandstoodstock-still，lookingatthefloor。
　　“Whataboutit？”hismindasked，andforanswerheputhishand，slowlyupandscratchedhishead。
　　Themanagerwasnofooltobeledblindlyawaybysuchanerrant，propositionasthis，buthissituationwaspeculiar。Winewasin，hisveins。Ithadcreptupintohisheadandgivenhimawarm，viewofthesituation。Italsocolouredthepossibilitiesoften，thousandforhim。Hecouldseegreatopportunitieswiththat。
　　HecouldgetCarrie。Oh，yes，hecould！Hecouldgetridofhis，wife。Thatletter，too，waswaitingdiscussionto-morrow，morning。Hewouldnotneedtoanswerthat。Hewentbacktothe，safeandputhishandontheknob。Thenhepulledthedooropen，andtookthedrawerwiththemoneyquiteout。
　　Withitonceoutandbeforehim，itseemedafoolishthingto，thinkaboutleavingit。Certainlyitwould。Why，hecouldlive，quietlywithCarrieforyears。
　　Lord！whatwasthat？Forthefirsttimehewastense，asifa，sternhandhadbeenlaiduponhisshoulder。Helookedfearfully，around。Notasoulwaspresent。Notasound。Someonewas，shufflingbyonthesidewalk。Hetooktheboxandthemoneyand，putitbackinthesafe。Thenhepartlyclosedthedooragain。
　　Tothosewhohaveneverwaveredinconscience，thepredicamentof，theindividualwhosemindislessstronglyconstitutedandwho，tremblesinthebalancebetweendutyanddesireisscarcely，appreciable，unlessgraphicallyportrayed。Thosewhohavenever，heardthatsolemnvoiceoftheghostlyclockwhichtickswith，awfuldistinctness，“thoushalt，““thoushaltnot，““thoushalt，“
　　“thoushaltnot，“areinnopositiontojudge。Notalonein，sensitive，highlyorganisednaturesissuchamentalconflict，possible。Thedullestspecimenofhumanity，whendrawnbydesire，towardevil，isrecalledbyasenseofright，whichis，proportionateinpowerandstrengthtohiseviltendency。We，mustrememberthatitmaynotbeaknowledgeofright，forno，knowledgeofrightispredicatedoftheanimal’sinstinctive，recoilatevil。Menarestillledbyinstinctbeforetheyare，regulatedbyknowledge。Itisinstinctwhichrecallsthe，criminal——itisinstinctwherehighlyorganisedreasoningis，absentwhichgivesthecriminalhisfeelingofdanger，hisfear，ofwrong。
　　Ateveryfirstadventure，then，intosomeuntriedevil，themind，wavers。Theclockofthoughtticksoutitswishanditsdenial。
　　Tothosewhohaveneverexperiencedsuchamentaldilemma，the，followingwillappealonthesimplegroundofrevelation。
　　WhenHurstwoodputthemoneyback，hisnatureagainresumedits，easeanddaring。Noonehadobservedhim。Hewasquitealone。
　　Noonecouldtellwhathewishedtodo。Hecouldworkthisthing，outforhimself。
　　Theimbibationoftheeveninghadnotyetwornoff。Moistaswas，hisbrow，trembleasdidhishandonceafterthenamelessfright，hewasstillflushedwiththefumesofliquor。Hescarcely，noticedthatthetimewaspassing。Hewentoverhissituation，onceagain，hiseyealwaysseeingthemoneyinalump，hismind，alwaysseeingwhatitwoulddo。Hestrolledintohislittle，room，thentothedoor，thentothesafeagain。Heputhishand，ontheknobandopenedit。Therewasthemoney！Surelynoharm，couldcomefromlookingatit！
　　Hetookoutthedraweragainandliftedthebills。Theywereso，smooth，socompact，soportable。Howlittletheymade，after，all。Hedecidedhewouldtakethem。Yes，hewould。Hewould，puttheminhispocket。Thenhelookedatthatandsawthey，wouldnotgothere。Hishandsatchel！Tobesure，hishand，satchel。Theywouldgointhat——allofitwould。Noonewould，thinkanythingofiteither。Hewentintothelittleofficeand，tookitfromtheshelfinthecorner。Nowhesetituponhis，deskandwentouttowardthesafe。Forsomereasonhedidnot，wanttofillitoutinthebigroom。
　　Firsthebroughtthebillsandthentheloosereceiptsofthe，day。Hewouldtakeitall。Heputtheemptydrawersbackand，pushedtheirondooralmostto，thenstoodbesideitmeditating。
　　Thewaveringofamindundersuchcircumstancesisanalmost，inexplicablething，andyetitisabsolutelytrue。Hurstwood，couldnotbringhimselftoactdefinitely。Hewantedtothink，aboutit——toponderoverit，todecidewhetheritwerebest。He，wasdrawnbysuchakeendesireforCarrie，drivenbysucha，stateofturmoilinhisownaffairsthathethoughtconstantlyit，wouldbebest，andyethewavered。Hedidnotknowwhatevil，mightresultfromittohim——howsoonhemightcometogrief。
　　Thetrueethicsofthesituationneveronceoccurredtohim，and，neverwouldhave，underanycircumstances。
　　Afterhehadallthemoneyinthehandbag，arevulsionoffeeling，seizedhim。Hewouldnotdoit——no！Thinkofwhatascandalit，wouldmake。Thepolice！Theywouldbeafterhim。Hewouldhave，tofly，andwhere？Oh，theterrorofbeingafugitivefrom，justice！Hetookoutthetwoboxesandputallthemoneyback。
　　Inhisexcitementheforgotwhathewasdoing，andputthesums，inthewrongboxes。Ashepushedthedoorto，hethoughthe，remembereddoingitwrongandopenedthedooragain。Therewere，thetwoboxesmixed。
　　Hetookthemoutandstraightenedthematter，butnowtheterror，hadgone。Whybeafraid？
　　Whilethemoneywasinhishandthelockclicked。Ithadsprung！
　　Didhedoit？Hegrabbedattheknobandpulledvigorously。It，hadclosed。Heavens！hewasinforitnow，sureenough。
　　Themomentherealisedthatthesafewaslockedforasurety，the，sweatburstoutuponhisbrowandhetrembledviolently。He，lookedabouthimanddecidedinstantly。Therewasnodelaying，now。
　　“SupposingIdolayitonthetop，“hesaid，“andgoaway，they’llknowwhotookit。I’mthelasttocloseup。Besides，otherthingswillhappen。”
　　Atoncehebecamethemanofaction。
　　“Imustgetoutofthis，“hethought。
　　Hehurriedintohislittleroom，tookdownhislightovercoatand，hat，lockedhisdesk，andgrabbedthesatchel。Thenheturned，outallbutonelightandopenedthedoor。Hetriedtoputon，hisoldassuredair，butitwasalmostgone。Hewasrepenting，rapidly。
　　“IwishIhadn’tdonethat，“hesaid。”Thatwasamistake。”
　　Hewalkedsteadilydownthestreet，greetinganightwatchman，whomheknewwhowastryingdoors。Hemustgetoutofthecity，andthatquickly。
　　“Iwonderhowthetrainsrun？”hethought。
　　Instantlyhepulledouthiswatchandlooked。Itwasnearly，half-pastone。
　　Atthefirstdrugstorehestopped，seeingalong-distance，telephoneboothinside。Itwasafamousdrugstore，andcontained，oneofthefirstprivatetelephoneboothsevererected。
　　“Iwanttouseyour’phoneaminute，“hesaidtothenightclerk。
　　Thelatternodded。
　　“Giveme1643，“hecalledtoCentral，afterlookingupthe，MichiganCentraldepotnumber。Soonhegottheticketagent。
　　“HowdothetrainsleavehereforDetroit？”heasked。
　　Themanexplainedthehours。
　　“Nomoreto-night？”
　　“Nothingwithasleeper。Yes，thereis，too，“headded。”There，isamailtrainoutofhereatthreeo’clock。”
　　“Allright，“saidHurstwood。”Whattimedoesthatgetto，Detroit？”
　　Hewasthinkingifhecouldonlygetthereandcrosstheriver，intoCanada，hecouldtakehistimeaboutgettingtoMontreal。
　　Hewasrelievedtolearnthatitwouldreachtherebynoon。
　　“Mayhewwon’topenthesafetillnine，“hethought。”Theycan’t，getonmytrackbeforenoon。”
　　ThenhethoughtofCarrie。Withwhatspeedmusthegether，if，hegotheratall。Shewouldhavetocomealong。Hejumpedinto，thenearestcabstandingby。
　　“ToOgdenPlace，“hesaidsharply。”I’llgiveyouadollarmore，ifyoumakegoodtime。”
　　Thecabbybeathishorseintoasortofimitationgallopwhich，wasfairlyfast，however。OnthewayHurstwoodthoughtwhatto，do。Reachingthenumber，hehurriedupthestepsanddidnot，sparethebellinwakingtheservant。
　　“IsMrs。Drouetin？”heasked。
　　“Yes，“saidtheastonishedgirl。
　　“Tellhertodressandcometothedooratonce。Herhusbandis，inthehospital，injured，andwantstoseeher。”
　　Theservantgirlhurriedupstairs，convincedbytheman’s，strainedandemphaticmanner。
　　“What！”saidCarrie，lightingthegasandsearchingforher，clothes。
　　“Mr。Drouetishurtandinthehospital。Hewantstoseeyou。
　　Thecab’sdownstairs。”
　　Carriedressedveryrapidly，andsoonappearedbelow，forgetting，everythingsavethenecessities。
　　“Drouetishurt，“saidHurstwoodquickly。”Hewantstoseeyou。
　　Comequickly。”
　　Carriewassobewilderedthatsheswallowedthewholestory。
　　“Getin，“saidHurstwood，helpingherandjumpingafter。
　　Thecabbybegantoturnthehorsearound。
　　“MichiganCentraldepot，“hesaid，standingupandspeakingso，lowthatCarriecouldnothear，“asfastasyoucango。”
　　ChapterXXVIII
　　APILGRIM，ANOUTLAW——THESPIRITDETAINED
　　ThecabhadnottravelledashortblockbeforeCarrie，settling，herselfandthoroughlywakinginthenightatmosphere，asked：
　　“What’sthematterwithhim？Ishehurtbadly？”
　　“Itisn’tanythingveryserious，“Hurstwoodsaidsolemnly。He，wasverymuchdisturbedoverhisownsituation，andnowthathe，hadCarriewithhim，heonlywantedtogetsafelyoutofreachof，thelaw。Thereforehewasinnomoodforanythingsavesuch，wordsaswouldfurtherhisplansdistinctly。
　　Carriedidnotforgetthattherewassomethingtobesettled，betweenherandHurstwood，butthethoughtwasignoredinher，agitation。Theonethingwastofinishthisstrangepilgrimage。
　　“Whereishe？”
　　“WayoutontheSouthSide，“saidHurstwood。”We’llhavetotake，thetrain。It’sthequickestway。”
　　Carriesaidnothing，andthehorsegambolledon。Theweirdness，ofthecitybynightheldherattention。Shelookedatthelong，recedingrowsoflampsandstudiedthedark，silenthouses。
　　“Howdidhehurthimself？”sheasked——meaningwhatwasthenature，ofhisinjuries。Hurstwoodunderstood。Hehatedtolieanymore，thannecessary，andyethewantednoprotestsuntilhewasoutof，danger。
　　“Idon’tknowexactly，“hesaid。”Theyjustcalledmeuptogo，andgetyouandbringyouout。Theysaidtherewasn’tanyneed，foralarm，butthatIshouldn’tfailtobringyou。”
　　Theman’sseriousmannerconvincedCarrie，andshebecamesilent，wondering。
　　Hurstwoodexaminedhiswatchandurgedthemantohurry。Forone，insodelicateapositionhewasexceedinglycool。Hecouldonly，thinkofhowneedfulitwastomakethetrainandgetquietly，away。Carrieseemedquitetractable，andhecongratulated，himself。
　　Induetimetheyreachedthedepot，andafterhelpingherouthe，handedthemanafive-dollarbillandhurriedon。
　　“Youwaithere，“hesaidtoCarrie，whentheyreachedthe，waiting-room，“whileIgetthetickets。”
　　“HaveImuchtimetocatchthattrainforDetroit？”heaskedof，theagent。
　　“Fourminutes，“saidthelatter。
　　Hepaidfortwoticketsascircumspectlyaspossible。
　　“Isitfar？”saidCarrie，ashehurriedback。
　　“Notvery，“hesaid。”Wemustgetrightin。”
　　Hepushedherbeforehimatthegate，stoodbetweenherandthe，ticketmanwhilethelatterpunchedtheirtickets，sothatshe，couldnotsee，andthenhurriedafter。
　　Therewasalonglineofexpressandpassengercarsandoneor，twocommondaycoaches。Asthetrainhadonlyrecentlybeenmade，upandfewpassengerswereexpected，therewereonlyoneortwo，brakemenwaiting。Theyenteredthereardaycoachandsatdown。
　　Almostimmediately，“Allaboard，“resoundedfaintlyfromthe，outside，andthetrainstarted。
　　Carriebegantothinkitwasalittlebitcurious——thisgoingto，adepot——butsaidnothing。Thewholeincidentwassooutofthe，naturalthatshedidnotattachtoomuchweighttoanythingshe，imagined。
　　“Howhaveyoubeen？”askedHurstwoodgently，forhenowbreathed，easier。
　　“Verywell，“saidCarrie，whowassodisturbedthatshecouldnot，bringaproperattitudetobearinthematter。Shewasstill，nervoustoreachDrouetandseewhatcouldbethematter。
　　Hurstwoodcontemplatedherandfeltthis。Hewasnotdisturbed，thatitshouldbeso。Hedidnottroublebecauseshewasmoved，sympatheticallyinthematter。Itwasoneofthequalitiesin，herwhichpleasedhimexceedingly。Hewasonlythinkinghowhe，shouldexplain。Eventhiswasnotthemostseriousthinginhis，mind，however。Hisowndeedandpresentflightwerethegreat，shadowswhichweigheduponhim。
　　“WhatafoolIwastodothat，“hesaidoverandover。”Whata，mistake！”
　　Inhissobersenses，hecouldscarcelyrealisethatthethinghad，beendone。Hecouldnotbegintofeelthathewasafugitive，fromjustice。Hehadoftenreadofsuchthings，andhadthought，theymustbeterrible，butnowthatthethingwasuponhim，he，onlysatandlookedintothepast。Thefuturewasathingwhich，concernedtheCanadianline。Hewantedtoreachthat。Asfor，theresthesurveyedhisactionsfortheevening，andcounted，thempartsofagreatmistake。
　　“Still，“hesaid，“whatcouldIhavedone？”
　　Thenhewoulddecidetomakethebestofit，andwouldbeginto，dosobystartingthewholeinquiryoveragain。Itwasa，fruitless，harassinground，andlefthiminaqueermoodtodeal，withthepropositionhehadinthepresenceofCarrie。
　　Thetrainclackedthroughtheyardsalongthelakefront，andran，ratherslowlytoTwenty-fourthStreet。Brakesandsignalswere，visiblewithout。Theenginegaveshortcallswithitswhistle，andfrequentlythebellrang。Severalbrakemencamethrough，bearinglanterns。Theywerelockingthevestibulesandputting，thecarsinorderforalongrun。
　　Presentlyitbegantogainspeed，andCarriesawthesilent，streetsflashingbyinrapidsuccession。Theenginealsobegan，itswhistle-callsoffourparts，withwhichitsignalleddanger，toimportantcrossings。
　　“Isitveryfar？”askedCarrie。
　　“Notsovery，“saidHurstwood。Hecouldhardlyrepressasmile，athersimplicity。Hewantedtoexplainandconciliateher，but，healsowantedtobewelloutofChicago。
　　Inthelapseofanotherhalf-houritbecameapparenttoCarrie，thatitwasquitearuntowhereverhewastakingher，anyhow。
　　“IsitinChicago？”sheaskednervously。Theywerenowfar，beyondthecitylimits，andthetrainwasscuddingacrossthe，Indianalineatagreatrate。
　　“No，“hesaid，“notwherewearegoing。”
　　Therewassomethinginthewayhesaidthiswhicharousedherin，aninstant。
　　Herprettybrowbegantocontract。
　　“WearegoingtoseeCharlie，aren’twe？”sheasked。
　　Hefeltthatthetimewasup。Anexplanationmightaswellcome，nowaslater。Therefore，heshookhisheadinthemostgentle，negative。
　　“What？”saidCarrie。Shewasnonplussedatthepossibilityof，theerrandbeingdifferentfromwhatshehadthought。
　　Heonlylookedatherinthemostkindlyandmollifyingway。
　　“Well，whereareyoutakingme，then？”sheasked，hervoice，showingthequalityoffright。
　　“I’lltellyou，Carrie，ifyou’llbequiet。Iwantyoutocome，alongwithmetoanothercity，“
　　“Oh，“saidCarrie，hervoicerisingintoaweakcry。”Letme，off。Idon’twanttogowithyou。”
　　Shewasquiteappalledattheman’saudacity。Thiswassomething，whichhadneverforamomententeredherhead。Heronethought，nowwastogetoffandaway。Ifonlytheflyingtraincouldbe，stopped，theterribletrickwouldbeamended。
　　Shearoseandtriedtopushoutintotheaisle——anywhere。She，knewshehadtodosomething。Hurstwoodlaidagentlehandon，her。
　　“Sitstill，Carrie，“hesaid。”Sitstill。Itwon’tdoyouany，goodtogetuphere。ListentomeandI’lltellyouwhatI’ll，do。Waitamoment。”
　　Shewaspushingathisknees，butheonlypulledherback。No，onesawthislittlealtercation，forveryfewpersonswereinthe，car，andtheywereattemptingtodoze。
　　“Iwon’t，“saidCarrie，whowas，nevertheless，complyingagainst，herwill。”Letmego，“shesaid。”Howdareyou？”andlarge，tearsbegantogatherinhereyes。
　　Hurstwoodwasnowfullyarousedtotheimmediatedifficulty，and，ceasedtothinkofhisownsituation。Hemustdosomethingwith，thisgirl，orshewouldcausehimtrouble。Hetriedtheartof，persuasionwithallhispowersaroused。
　　“Lookherenow，Carrie，“hesaid，“youmustn’tactthisway。I
　　didn’tmeantohurtyourfeelings。Idon’twanttodoanything，tomakeyoufeelbad。”
　　“Oh，“sobbedCarrie，“oh，oh——oo——o！”
　　“There，there，“hesaid，“youmustn’tcry。Won’tyoulistento，me？Listentomeaminute，andI’lltellyouwhyIcametodo，thisthing。Icouldn’thelpit。IassureyouIcouldn’t。Won’t，youlisten？”
　　Hersobsdisturbedhimsothathewasquitesureshedidnothear，awordhesaid。
　　“Won’tyoulisten？”heasked。
　　“No，Iwon’t，“saidCarrie，flashingup。”Iwantyoutotakeme，outofthis，orI’lltelltheconductor。Iwon’tgowithyou。
　　It’sashame，“andagainsobsoffrightcutoffherdesirefor，expression。
　　Hurstwoodlistenedwithsomeastonishment。Hefeltthatshehad，justcauseforfeelingasshedid，andyethewishedthathe，couldstraightenthisthingoutquickly。Shortlytheconductor，wouldcomethroughforthetickets。Hewantednonoise，no，troubleofanykind。Beforeeverythinghemustmakeherquiet。
　　“Youcouldn’tgetoutuntilthetrainstopsagain，“said，Hurstwood。”Itwon’tbeverylonguntilwereachanother，station。Youcangetoutthenifyouwantto。Iwon’tstopyou。
　　AllIwantyoutodoistolistenamoment。You’llletmetell，you，won’tyou？”
　　Carrieseemednottolisten。Sheonlyturnedherheadtowardthe，window，whereoutsideallwasblack。Thetrainwasspeedingwith，steadygraceacrossthefieldsandthroughpatchesofwood。The，longwhistlescamewithsad，musicaleffectasthelonely，woodlandcrossingswereapproached。
　　Nowtheconductorenteredthecarandtookuptheoneortwo，faresthathadbeenaddedatChicago。HeapproachedHurstwood，whohandedoutthetickets。Poisedasshewastoact，Carrie，madenomove。Shedidnotlookabout。
　　WhentheconductorhadgoneagainHurstwoodfeltrelieved。
　　“You’reangryatmebecauseIdeceivedyou，“hesaid。”Ididn’t，meanto，Carrie。AsIliveIdidn’t。Icouldn’thelpit。I
　　couldn’tstayawayfromyouafterthefirsttimeIsawyou。”
　　Hewasignoringthelastdeceptionassomethingthatmightgoby，theboard。Hewantedtoconvinceherthathiswifecouldno，longerbeafactorintheirrelationship。Themoneyhehad，stolenhetriedtoshutoutofhismind。
　　“Don’ttalktome，“saidCarrie，“Ihateyou。Iwantyoutogo，awayfromme。Iamgoingtogetoutattheverynextstation。”
　　Shewasinatrembleofexcitementandoppositionasshespoke。
　　“Allright，“hesaid，“butyou’llhearmeout，won’tyou？After，allyouhavesaidaboutlovingme，youmighthearme。Idon’t，wanttodoyouanyharm。I’llgiveyouthemoneytogobackwith，whenyougo。Imerelywanttotellyou，Carrie。Youcan’tstop，mefromlovingyou，whateveryoumaythink。”
　　Helookedathertenderly，butreceivednoreply。
　　“YouthinkIhavedeceivedyoubadly，butIhaven’t。Ididn’tdo，itwillingly。I’mthroughwithmywife。Shehasn’tanyclaims，onme。I’llneverseeheranymore。That’swhyI’mhereto-
　　night。That’swhyIcameandgotyou。”
　　“YousaidCharliewashurt，“saidCarrie，savagely。”You，deceivedme。You’vebeendeceivingmeallthetime，andnowyou，wanttoforcemetorunawaywithyou。”
　　Shewassoexcitedthatshegotupandtriedtogetbyhimagain。
　　Helether，andshetookanotherseat。Thenhefollowed。
　　“Don’trunawayfromme，Carrie，“hesaidgently。”Letme，explain。IfyouwillonlyhearmeoutyouwillseewhereI
　　stand。Itellyoumywifeisnothingtome。Shehasn’tbeen，anythingforyearsorIwouldn’thaveevercomenearyou。I’m，goingtogetadivorcejustassoonasIcan。I’llneverseeher，again。I’mdonewithallthat。You’retheonlypersonIwant。
　　IfIcanhaveyouIwon’teverthinkofanotherwomanagain。”
　　Carrieheardallthisinaveryruffledstate。Itsounded，sincereenough，however，despiteallhehaddone。Therewasa，tensenessinHurstwood’svoiceandmannerwhichcouldbuthave，someeffect。Shedidnotwantanythingtodowithhim。Hewas，married，hehaddeceivedheronce，andnowagain，andshethought，himterrible。Stillthereissomethinginsuchdaringandpower，whichisfascinatingtoawoman，especiallyifshecanbemadeto，feelthatitisallpromptedbyloveofher。
　　Theprogressofthetrainwashavingagreatdealtodowiththe，solutionofthisdifficultsituation。Thespeedingwheelsand，disappearingcountryputChicagofartherandfartherbehind。
　　Carriecouldfeelthatshewasbeingbornealongdistanceoff——
　　thattheenginewasmakinganalmostthroughruntosomedistant，city。Shefeltattimesasifshecouldcryoutandmakesucha，rowthatsomeonewouldcometoheraid;atothertimesitseemed，analmostuselessthing——sofarwasshefromanyaid，nomatter，whatshedid。AllthewhileHurstwoodwasendeavouringto，formulatehispleainsuchawaythatitwouldstrikehomeand，bringherintosympathywithhim。
　　“IwassimplyputwhereIdidn’tknowwhatelsetodo。”
　　Carriedeignednosuggestionofhearingthis。
　　“WhenIsayyouwouldn’tcomeunlessIcouldmarryyou，Idecided，toputeverythingelsebehindmeandgetyoutocomeawaywith，me。I’mgoingoffnowtoanothercity。IwanttogotoMontreal，forawhile，andthenanywhereyouwantto。We’llgoandlivein，NewYork，ifyousay。”
　　“I’llnothaveanythingtodowithyou，“saidCarrie。”Iwantto，getoffthistrain。Wherearewegoing？”
　　“ToDetroit，“saidHurstwood。
　　“Oh！”saidCarrie，inaburstofanguish。Sodistantand，definiteapointseemedtoincreasethedifficulty。
　　“Won’tyoucomealongwithme？”hesaid，asiftherewasgreat，dangerthatshewouldnot。”Youwon’tneedtodoanythingbut，travelwithme。I’llnottroubleyouinanyway。Youcansee，MontrealandNewYork，andthenifyoudon’twanttostayyoucan，goback。Itwillbebetterthantryingtogobackto-night。”
　　ThefirstgleamoffairnessshoneinthispropositionforCarrie。
　　Itseemedaplausiblethingtodo，muchasshefearedhis，oppositionifshetriedtocarryitout。MontrealandNewYork！
　　Evennowshewasspeedingtowardthosegreat，strangelands，and，couldseethemifsheliked。Shethought，butmadenosign。
　　Hurstwoodthoughthesawashadeofcomplianceinthis。He，redoubledhisardour。
　　“Think，“hesaid，“whatI’vegivenup。Ican’tgobackto，Chicagoanymore。I’vegottostayawayandlivealonenow，if，youdon’tcomewithme。Youwon’tgobackonmeentirely，will，you，Carrie？”
　　“Idon’twantyoutotalktome，“sheansweredforcibly。
　　Hurstwoodkeptsilentforawhile。
　　Carriefeltthetraintobeslowingdown。Itwasthemomentto，actifshewastoactatall。Shestirreduneasily。
　　“Don’tthinkofgoing，Carrie，“hesaid。”Ifyouevercaredfor，meatall，comealongandlet’sstartright。I’lldowhatever，yousay。I’llmarryyou，orI’llletyougoback。Giveyourself，timetothinkitover。Iwouldn’thavewantedyoutocomeifI
　　hadn’tlovedyou。Itellyou，Carrie，beforeGod，Ican’tlive，withoutyou。Iwon’t！”
　　Therewasthetensityoffiercenessintheman’spleawhich，appealeddeeplytohersympathies。Itwasadissolvingfire，whichwasactuatinghimnow。Hewaslovinghertoointenselyto，thinkofgivingherupinthis，hishourofdistress。He，clutchedherhandnervouslyandpresseditwithalltheforceof，anappeal。
　　Thetrainwasnowallbutstopped。Itwasrunningbysomecars，onasidetrack。Everythingoutsidewasdarkanddreary。Afew，sprinklesonthewindowbegantoindicatethatitwasraining。
　　Carriehunginaquandary，balancingbetweendecisionand，helplessness。Nowthetrainstopped，andshewaslisteningto，hisplea。Theenginebackedafewfeetandallwasstill。
　　Shewavered，totallyunabletomakeamove。Minuteafterminute，slippedbyandstillshehesitated，hepleading。
　　“WillyouletmecomebackifIwantto？”sheasked，asifshe，nowhadtheupperhandandhercompanionwasutterlysubdued。
　　“Ofcourse，“heanswered，“youknowIwill。”
　　Carrieonlylistenedasonewhohasgrantedatemporaryamnesty。
　　Shebegantofeelasifthematterwereinherhandsentirely。
　　Thetrainwasagaininrapidmotion。Hurstwoodchangedthe，subject。
　　“Aren’tyouverytired？”hesaid。
　　“No，“sheanswered。
　　“Won’tyouletmegetyouaberthinthesleeper？”
　　Sheshookherhead，thoughforallherdistressandhistrickery，shewasbeginningtonoticewhatshehadalwaysfelt——his，thoughtfulness。
　　“Oh，yes，“hesaid，“youwillfeelsomuchbetter。”
　　Sheshookherhead。
　　“Letmefixmycoatforyou，anyway，“andhearoseandarranged，hislightcoatinacomfortablepositiontoreceiveherhead。
　　“There，“hesaidtenderly，“nowseeifyoucan’trestalittle。”
　　Hecouldhavekissedherforhercompliance。Hetookhisseat，besideherandthoughtamoment。
　　“Ibelievewe’reinforaheavyrain，“hesaid。
　　“Soitlooks，“saidCarrie，whosenerveswerequietingunderthe，soundoftheraindrops，drivenbyagustywind，asthetrain，sweptonfranticallythroughtheshadowtoanewerworld。
　　ThefactthathehadinameasuremollifiedCarriewasasource，ofsatisfactiontoHurstwood，butitfurnishedonlythemost，temporaryrelief。Nowthatheroppositionwasoutoftheway，he，hadallofhistimetodevotetotheconsiderationofhisown，error。
　　Hisconditionwasbitterintheextreme，forhedidnotwantthe，miserablesumhehadstolen。Hedidnotwanttobeathief。
　　Thatsumoranyothercouldnevercompensateforthestatewhich，hehadthusfoolishlydoffed。Itcouldnotgivehimbackhis，hostoffriends，hisname，hishouseandfamily，norCarrie，as，hehadmeanttohaveher。HewasshutoutfromChicago——fromhis，easy，comfortablestate。Hehadrobbedhimselfofhisdignity，hismerrymeetings，hispleasantevenings。Andforwhat？The，morehethoughtofitthemoreunbearableitbecame。Hebeganto，thinkthathewouldtryandrestorehimselftohisoldstate。He，wouldreturnthemiserablethievingsofthenightandexplain。
　　PerhapsMoywouldunderstand。Perhapstheywouldforgivehimand，lethimcomeback。
　　BynoontimethetrainrolledintoDetroitandhebegantofeel，exceedinglynervous。Thepolicemustbeonhistrackbynow。
　　Theyhadprobablynotifiedallthepoliceofthebigcities，and，detectiveswouldbewatchingforhim。Herememberedinstancesin，whichdefaultershadbeencaptured。Consequently，hebreathed，heavilyandpaledsomewhat。Hishandsfeltasiftheymusthave，somethingtodo。Hesimulatedinterestinseveralsceneswithout，whichhedidnotfeel。Herepeatedlybeathisfootuponthe，floor。
　　Carrienoticedhisagitation，butsaidnothing。Shehadnoidea，whatitmeantorthatitwasimportant。
　　Hewonderednowwhyhehadnotaskedwhetherthistrainwenton，throughtoMontrealorsomeCanadianpoint。Perhapshecould，havesavedtime。Hejumpedupandsoughttheconductor。
　　“DoesanypartofthistraingotoMontreal？”heasked。
　　“Yes，thenextsleeperbackdoes。”
　　Hewouldhaveaskedmore，butitdidnotseemwise，sohedecided，toinquireatthedepot。
　　Thetrainrolledintotheyards，clangingandpuffing。
　　“IthinkwehadbettergorightonthroughtoMontreal，“hesaid，toCarrie。”I’llseewhattheconnectionsarewhenwegetoff。”
　　Hewasexceedinglynervous，butdidhisbesttoputonacalm，exterior。Carrieonlylookedathimwithlarge，troubledeyes。
　　Shewasdriftingmentally，unabletosaytoherselfwhattodo。
　　ThetrainstoppedandHurstwoodledthewayout。Helooked，warilyaroundhim，pretendingtolookafterCarrie。Seeing，nothingthatindicatedstudiedobservation，hemadehiswayto，theticketoffice。
　　“ThenexttrainforMontrealleaveswhen？”heasked。
　　“Intwentyminutes，“saidtheman。
　　HeboughttwoticketsandPullmanberths。Thenhehastenedback，toCarrie。
　　“Wegorightoutagain，“hesaid，scarcelynoticingthatCarrie，lookedtiredandweary。
　　“IwishIwasoutofallthis，“sheexclaimedgloomily。
　　“You’llfeelbetterwhenwereachMontreal，“hesaid。
　　“Ihaven’tanearthlythingwithme，“saidCarrie;“notevena，handkerchief。”
　　“Youcanbuyallyouwantassoonasyougetthere，dearest，“he，explained。”Youcancallinadressmaker。”
　　Nowthecriercalledthetrainreadyandtheygoton。Hurstwood，breathedasighofreliefasitstarted。Therewasashortrun，totheriver，andtheretheywereferriedover。Theyhadbarely，pulledthetrainofftheferry-boatwhenhesettledbackwitha，sigh。
　　“Itwon’tbesoverylongnow，“hesaid，rememberingherinhis，relief。”Wegettherethefirstthinginthemorning。”
　　Carriescarcelydeignedtoreply。
　　“I’llseeifthereisadining-car，“headded。”I’mhungry。”
　　ChapterXXIX
　　THESOLACEOFTRAVEL——THEBOATSOFTHESEA
　　Totheuntravelled，territoryotherthantheirownfamiliarheath，isinvariablyfascinating。Nexttolove，itistheonething，whichsolacesanddelights。Thingsnewaretooimportanttobe，neglected，andmind，whichisamerereflectionofsensory，impressions，succumbstothefloodofobjects。Thusloversare，forgotten，sorrowslaidaside，deathhiddenfromview。Thereis，aworldofaccumulatedfeelingbackofthetritedramatic，expression——“Iamgoingaway。”
　　AsCarrielookedoutupontheflyingsceneryshealmostforgot，thatshehadbeentrickedintothislongjourneyagainstherwill，andthatshewaswithoutthenecessaryapparelfortravelling。
　　ShequiteforgotHurstwood’spresenceattimes，andlookedaway，tohomelyfarmhousesandcoseycottagesinvillageswith，wonderingeyes。Itwasaninterestingworldtoher。Herlife，hadjustbegun。Shedidnotfeelherselfdefeatedatall。
　　Neitherwassheblastedinhope。Thegreatcityheldmuch。
　　Possiblyshewouldcomeoutofbondageintofreedom——whoknows？
　　Perhapsshewouldbehappy。Thesethoughtsraisedherabovethe，leveloferring。Shewassavedinthatshewashopeful。
　　ThefollowingmorningthetrainpulledsafelyintoMontrealand，theysteppeddown，Hurstwoodgladtobeoutofdanger，Carrie，wonderingatthenovelatmosphereofthenortherncity。Long，before，Hurstwoodhadbeenhere，andnowherememberedthename，ofthehotelatwhichhehadstopped。Astheycameoutofthe，mainentranceofthedepothehearditcalledanewbyabusman。
　　“We’llgorightupandgetrooms，“hesaid。
　　Attheclerk’sofficeHurstwoodswungtheregisteraboutwhile，theclerkcameforward。Hewasthinkingwhatnamehewouldput，down。Withthelatterbeforehimhefoundnotimefor，hesitation。Anamehehadseenoutofthecarwindowcame，swiftlytohim。Itwaspleasingenough。Withaneasyhandhe，wrote，“G。W。Murdockandwife。”Itwasthelargestconcessionto，necessityhefeltlikemaking。Hisinitialshecouldnotspare。
　　WhentheywereshowntheirroomCarriesawatoncethathehad，securedheralovelychamber。
　　“Youhaveabaththere，“saidhe。”Nowyoucancleanupwhenyou，getready。”
　　Carriewentoverandlookedoutthewindow，whileHurstwood，lookedathimselfintheglass。Hefeltdustyandunclean。He，hadnotrunk，nochangeoflinen，notevenahair-brush。
　　“I’llringforsoapandtowels，“hesaid，“andsendyouupa，hair-brush。Thenyoucanbatheandgetreadyforbreakfast。
　　I’llgoforashaveandcomebackandgetyou，andthenwe’llgo，outandlookforsomeclothesforyou。”
　　Hesmiledgood-naturedlyashesaidthis。