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It
was
not
quite
two
days
after
the
scene
between
Carrie
and
Hurstwood
in
the
Ogden
Place
parlour
before
he
again
put
in
his
appearance
.
He
had
been
thinking
almost
uninterruptedly
of
her
.
Her
leniency
had
,
in
a
way
,
inflamed
his
regard
.
He
felt
that
he
must
succeed
with
her
,
and
that
speedily
.
The
reason
for
his
interest
,
not
to
say
fascination
,
was
deeper
than
mere
desire
.
It
was
a
flowering
out
of
feelings
which
had
been
withering
in
dry
and
almost
barren
soil
for
many
years
.
It
is
probable
that
Carrie
represented
a
better
order
of
woman
than
had
ever
attracted
him
before
.
He
had
had
no
love
affair
since
that
which
culminated
in
his
marriage
,
and
since
then
time
and
the
world
had
taught
him
how
raw
and
erroneous
was
his
original
judgment
.
Whenever
he
thought
of
it
,
he
told
himself
that
,
if
he
had
it
to
do
over
again
,
he
would
never
marry
such
a
woman
.
At
the
same
time
,
his
experience
with
women
in
general
had
lessened
his
respect
for
the
sex
.
He
maintained
a
cynical
attitude
,
well
grounded
on
numerous
experiences
.
Such
women
as
he
had
known
were
of
nearly
one
type
,
selfish
,
ignorant
,
flashy
.
The
wives
of
his
friends
were
not
inspiring
to
look
upon
.
His
own
wife
had
developed
a
cold
,
commonplace
nature
which
to
him
was
anything
but
pleasing
.
What
he
knew
of
that
under
-
world
where
grovel
the
beat
-
men
of
society
(
and
he
knew
a
great
deal
)
had
hardened
his
nature
.
He
looked
upon
most
women
with
suspicion
—
a
single
eye
to
the
utility
of
beauty
and
dress
.
He
followed
them
with
a
keen
,
suggestive
glance
.
At
the
same
time
,
he
was
not
so
dull
but
that
a
good
woman
commanded
his
respect
.
Personally
,
he
did
not
attempt
to
analyse
the
marvel
of
a
saintly
woman
.
He
would
take
off
his
hat
,
and
would
silence
the
light
-
tongued
and
the
vicious
in
her
presence
—
much
as
the
Irish
keeper
of
a
Bowery
hall
will
humble
himself
before
a
Sister
of
Mercy
,
and
pay
toll
to
charity
with
a
willing
and
reverent
hand
.
But
he
would
not
think
much
upon
the
question
of
why
he
did
so
.
A
man
in
his
situation
who
comes
,
after
a
long
round
of
worthless
or
hardening
experiences
,
upon
a
young
,
unsophisticated
,
innocent
soul
,
is
apt
either
to
hold
aloof
,
out
of
a
sense
of
his
own
remoteness
,
or
to
draw
near
and
become
fascinated
and
elated
by
his
discovery
.
It
is
only
by
a
roundabout
process
that
such
men
ever
do
draw
near
such
a
girl
.
They
have
no
method
,
no
understanding
of
how
to
ingratiate
themselves
in
youthful
favour
,
save
when
they
find
virtue
in
the
toils
.
If
,
unfortunately
,
the
fly
has
got
caught
in
the
net
,
the
spider
can
come
forth
and
talk
business
upon
its
own
terms
.
So
when
maidenhood
has
wandered
into
the
moil
of
the
city
,
when
it
is
brought
within
the
circle
of
the
“
rounder
”
and
the
roué
,
even
though
it
be
at
the
outermost
rim
,
they
can
come
forth
and
use
their
alluring
arts
.
Hurstwood
had
gone
,
at
Drouet
’
s
invitation
,
to
meet
a
new
baggage
of
fine
clothes
and
pretty
features
.
He
entered
,
expecting
to
indulge
in
an
evening
of
lightsome
frolic
,
and
then
lose
track
of
the
newcomer
forever
.
Instead
he
found
a
woman
whose
youth
and
beauty
attracted
him
.
In
the
mild
light
of
Carrie
’
s
eye
was
nothing
of
the
calculation
of
the
mistress
.
In
the
diffident
manner
was
nothing
of
the
art
of
the
courtesan
.
He
saw
at
once
that
a
mistake
had
been
made
,
that
some
difficult
conditions
had
pushed
this
troubled
creature
into
his
presence
,
and
his
interest
was
enlisted
.
Here
sympathy
sprang
to
the
rescue
,
but
it
was
not
unmixed
with
selfishness
.
He
wanted
to
win
Carrie
because
he
thought
her
fate
mingled
with
his
was
better
than
if
it
were
united
with
Drouet
’
s
.
He
envied
the
drummer
his
conquest
as
he
had
never
envied
any
man
in
all
the
course
of
his
experience
.
Carrie
was
certainly
better
than
this
man
,
as
she
was
superior
,
mentally
,
to
Drouet
.
She
came
fresh
from
the
air
of
the
village
,
the
light
of
the
country
still
in
her
eye
.
Here
was
neither
guile
nor
rapacity
.
There
were
slight
inherited
traits
of
both
in
her
,
but
they
were
rudimentary
.
She
was
too
full
of
wonder
and
desire
to
be
greedy
.
She
still
looked
about
her
upon
the
great
maze
of
the
city
without
understanding
.
Hurstwood
felt
the
bloom
and
the
youth
.
He
picked
her
as
he
would
the
fresh
fruit
of
a
tree
.
He
felt
as
fresh
in
her
presence
as
one
who
is
taken
out
of
the
flash
of
summer
to
the
first
cool
breath
of
spring
.
Carrie
,
left
alone
since
the
scene
in
question
,
and
having
no
one
with
whom
to
counsel
,
had
at
first
wandered
from
one
strange
mental
conclusion
to
another
,
until
at
last
,
tired
out
,
she
gave
it
up
.
She
owed
something
to
Drouet
,
she
thought
.
It
did
not
seem
more
than
yesterday
that
he
had
aided
her
when
she
was
worried
and
distressed
.
She
had
the
kindliest
feelings
for
him
in
every
way
.
She
gave
him
credit
for
his
good
looks
,
his
generous
feelings
,
and
even
,
in
fact
,
failed
to
recollect
his
egotism
when
he
was
absent
;
but
she
could
not
feel
any
binding
influence
keeping
her
for
him
as
against
all
others
.
In
fact
,
such
a
thought
had
never
had
any
grounding
,
even
in
Drouet
’
s
desires
.
The
truth
is
,
that
this
goodly
drummer
carried
the
doom
of
all
enduring
relationships
in
his
own
lightsome
manner
and
unstable
fancy
.
He
went
merrily
on
,
assured
that
he
was
alluring
all
,
that
affection
followed
tenderly
in
his
wake
,
that
things
would
endure
unchangingly
for
his
pleasure
.
When
he
missed
some
old
face
,
or
found
some
door
finally
shut
to
him
,
it
did
not
grieve
him
deeply
.
He
was
too
young
,
too
successful
.
He
would
remain
thus
young
in
spirit
until
he
was
dead
.
