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Both
Hurstwood
and
Drouet
viewed
her
pretty
figure
with
rising
feelings
.
The
fact
that
such
ability
should
reveal
itself
in
her
,
that
they
should
see
it
set
forth
under
such
effective
circumstances
,
framed
almost
in
massy
gold
and
shone
upon
by
the
appropriate
lights
of
sentiment
and
personality
,
heightened
her
charm
for
them
.
She
was
more
than
the
old
Carrie
to
Drouet
.
He
longed
to
be
at
home
with
her
until
he
could
tell
her
.
He
awaited
impatiently
the
end
,
when
they
should
go
home
alone
.
Hurstwood
,
on
the
contrary
,
saw
in
the
strength
of
her
new
attractiveness
his
miserable
predicament
.
He
could
have
cursed
the
man
beside
him
.
By
the
Lord
,
he
could
not
even
applaud
feelingly
as
he
would
.
For
once
he
must
simulate
when
it
left
a
taste
in
his
mouth
.
It
was
in
the
last
act
that
Carrie
’
s
fascination
for
her
lovers
assumed
its
most
effective
character
.
Hurstwood
listened
to
its
progress
,
wondering
when
Carrie
would
come
on
.
He
had
not
long
to
wait
.
The
author
had
used
the
artifice
of
sending
all
the
merry
company
for
a
drive
,
and
now
Carrie
came
in
alone
.
It
was
the
first
time
that
Hurstwood
had
had
a
chance
to
see
her
facing
the
audience
quite
alone
,
for
nowhere
else
had
she
been
without
a
foil
of
some
sort
.
He
suddenly
felt
,
as
she
entered
,
that
her
old
strength
—
the
power
that
had
grasped
him
at
the
end
of
the
first
act
—
had
come
back
.
She
seemed
to
be
gaining
feeling
,
now
that
the
play
was
drawing
to
a
close
and
the
opportunity
for
great
action
was
passing
.
“
Poor
Pearl
,
”
she
said
,
speaking
with
natural
pathos
.
“
It
is
a
sad
thing
to
want
for
happiness
,
but
it
is
a
terrible
thing
to
see
another
groping
about
blindly
for
it
,
when
it
is
almost
within
the
grasp
.
”
She
was
gazing
now
sadly
out
upon
the
open
sea
,
her
arm
resting
listlessly
upon
the
polished
door
-
post
.
Hurstwood
began
to
feel
a
deep
sympathy
for
her
and
for
himself
.
He
could
almost
feel
that
she
was
talking
to
him
.
He
was
,
by
a
combination
of
feelings
and
entanglements
,
almost
deluded
by
that
quality
of
voice
and
manner
which
,
like
a
pathetic
strain
of
music
,
seems
ever
a
personal
and
intimate
thing
.
Pathos
has
this
quality
,
that
it
seems
ever
addressed
to
one
alone
.
“
And
yet
,
she
can
be
very
happy
with
him
,
”
went
on
the
little
actress
.
“
Her
sunny
temper
,
her
joyous
face
will
brighten
any
home
.
”
She
turned
slowly
toward
the
audience
without
seeing
.
There
was
so
much
simplicity
in
her
movements
that
she
seemed
wholly
alone
.
Then
she
found
a
seat
by
a
table
,
and
turned
over
some
books
,
devoting
a
thought
to
them
.
