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The
manager
suffered
this
as
a
personal
appeal
.
It
came
to
him
as
if
they
were
alone
,
and
he
could
hardly
restrain
the
tears
for
sorrow
over
the
hopeless
,
pathetic
,
and
yet
dainty
and
appealing
woman
whom
he
loved
.
Drouet
also
was
beside
himself
.
He
was
resolving
that
he
would
be
to
Carrie
what
he
had
never
been
before
.
He
would
marry
her
,
by
George
!
She
was
worth
it
.
“
She
asks
only
in
return
,
”
said
Carrie
,
scarcely
hearing
the
small
,
scheduled
reply
of
her
lover
,
and
putting
herself
even
more
in
harmony
with
the
plaintive
melody
now
issuing
from
the
orchestra
,
“
that
when
you
look
upon
her
your
eyes
shall
speak
devotion
;
that
when
you
address
her
your
voice
shall
be
gentle
,
loving
,
and
kind
;
that
you
shall
not
despise
her
because
she
cannot
understand
all
at
once
your
vigorous
thoughts
and
ambitious
designs
;
for
,
when
misfortune
and
evil
have
defeated
your
greatest
purposes
,
her
love
remains
to
console
you
.
You
look
to
the
trees
,
”
she
continued
,
while
Hurstwood
restrained
his
feelings
only
by
the
grimmest
repression
,
“
for
strength
and
grandeur
;
do
not
despise
the
flowers
because
their
fragrance
is
all
they
have
to
give
.
Remember
,
”
she
concluded
,
tenderly
,
“
love
is
all
a
woman
has
to
give
,
”
and
she
laid
a
strange
,
sweet
accent
on
the
all
,
“
but
it
is
the
only
thing
which
God
permits
us
to
carry
beyond
the
grave
.
”
The
two
men
were
in
the
most
harrowed
state
of
affection
.
They
scarcely
heard
the
few
remaining
words
with
which
the
scene
concluded
.
They
only
saw
their
idol
,
moving
about
with
appealing
grace
,
continuing
a
power
which
to
them
was
a
revelation
.
Hurstwood
resolved
a
thousands
things
,
Drouet
as
well
.
They
joined
equally
in
the
burst
of
applause
which
called
Carrie
out
.
Drouet
pounded
his
hands
until
they
ached
.
Then
he
jumped
up
again
and
started
out
.
As
he
went
,
Carrie
came
out
,
and
,
seeing
an
immense
basket
of
flowers
being
hurried
down
the
aisle
toward
her
,
she
waited
.
They
were
Hurstwood
’
s
.
She
looked
toward
the
manager
’
s
box
for
a
moment
,
caught
his
eye
,
and
smiled
.
He
could
have
leaped
out
of
the
box
to
enfold
her
.
He
forgot
the
need
of
circumspectness
which
his
married
state
enforced
.
He
almost
forgot
that
he
had
with
him
in
the
box
those
who
knew
him
.
By
the
Lord
,
he
would
have
that
lovely
girl
if
it
took
his
all
.
He
would
act
at
once
.
This
should
be
the
end
of
Drouet
,
and
don
’
t
you
forget
it
.
He
would
not
wait
another
day
.
The
drummer
should
not
have
her
.
He
was
so
excited
that
he
could
not
stay
in
the
box
.
He
went
into
the
lobby
,
and
then
into
the
street
,
thinking
.
Drouet
did
not
return
.
In
a
few
minutes
the
last
act
was
over
,
and
he
was
crazy
to
have
Carrie
alone
.
He
cursed
the
luck
that
could
keep
him
smiling
,
bowing
,
shamming
,
when
he
wanted
to
tell
her
that
he
loved
her
,
when
he
wanted
to
whisper
to
her
alone
.
He
groaned
as
he
saw
that
his
hopes
were
futile
.
He
must
even
take
her
to
supper
,
shamming
.
He
finally
went
about
and
asked
how
she
was
getting
along
.
The
actors
were
all
dressing
,
talking
,
hurrying
about
.
Drouet
was
palavering
himself
with
the
looseness
of
excitement
and
passion
.
The
manager
mastered
himself
only
by
a
great
effort
.
“
We
are
going
to
supper
,
of
course
,
”
he
said
,
with
a
voice
that
was
a
mockery
of
his
heart
.
“
Oh
,
yes
,
”
said
Carrie
,
smiling
.
The
little
actress
was
in
fine
feather
.
She
was
realising
now
what
it
was
to
be
petted
.
For
once
she
was
the
admired
,
the
sought
-
for
.
The
independence
of
success
now
made
its
first
faint
showing
.
With
the
tables
turned
,
she
was
looking
down
,
rather
than
up
,
to
her
lover
She
did
not
fully
realise
that
this
was
so
,
but
there
was
something
in
condescension
coming
from
her
which
was
infinitely
sweet
.
When
she
was
ready
they
climbed
into
the
waiting
coach
and
drove
down
town
;
once
,
only
,
did
she
find
an
opportunity
to
express
her
feeling
,
and
that
was
when
the
manager
preceded
Drouet
in
the
coach
and
sat
beside
her
.
Before
Drouet
was
fully
in
she
had
squeezed
Hurstwood
’
s
hand
in
a
gentle
,
impulsive
manner
.
The
manager
was
beside
himself
with
affection
.
He
could
have
sold
his
soul
to
be
with
her
alone
.
“
Ah
,
”
he
thought
,
“
the
agony
of
it
.
”
