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As
he
started
to
go
he
felt
truly
sorry
that
he
had
missed
her
There
was
a
little
picture
of
her
on
the
wall
,
showing
her
arrayed
in
the
little
jacket
he
had
first
bought
her
—
her
face
a
little
more
wistful
than
he
had
seen
it
lately
.
He
was
really
touched
by
it
,
and
looked
into
the
eyes
of
it
with
a
rather
rare
feeling
for
him
.
“
You
didn
’
t
do
me
right
,
Cad
,
”
he
said
,
as
if
he
were
addressing
her
in
the
flesh
.
Then
he
went
to
the
door
,
took
a
good
look
around
and
went
out
.
It
was
when
he
returned
from
his
disturbed
stroll
about
the
streets
,
after
receiving
the
decisive
note
from
McGregor
,
James
and
Hay
,
that
Hurstwood
found
the
letter
Carrie
had
written
him
that
morning
.
He
thrilled
intensely
as
he
noted
the
handwriting
,
and
rapidly
tore
it
open
.
“
Then
,
”
he
thought
,
“
she
loves
me
or
she
would
not
have
written
to
me
at
all
.
”
He
was
slightly
depressed
at
the
tenor
of
the
note
for
the
first
few
minutes
,
but
soon
recovered
.
“
She
wouldn
’
t
write
at
all
if
she
didn
’
t
care
for
me
.
”
This
was
his
one
resource
against
the
depression
which
held
him
.
He
could
extract
little
from
the
wording
of
the
letter
,
but
the
spirit
he
thought
he
knew
.
There
was
really
something
exceedingly
human
—
if
not
pathetic
—
in
his
being
thus
relieved
by
a
clearly
worded
reproof
.
He
who
had
for
so
long
remained
satisfied
with
himself
now
looked
outside
of
himself
for
comfort
—
and
to
such
a
source
.
The
mystic
cords
of
affection
!
How
they
bind
us
all
.
The
colour
came
to
his
cheeks
.
For
the
moment
he
forgot
the
letter
from
McGregor
,
James
and
Hay
.
If
he
could
only
have
Carrie
,
perhaps
he
could
get
out
of
the
whole
entanglement
—
perhaps
it
would
not
matter
.
He
wouldn
’
t
care
what
his
wife
did
with
herself
if
only
he
might
not
lose
Carrie
.
He
stood
up
and
walked
about
,
dreaming
his
delightful
dream
of
a
life
continued
with
this
lovely
possessor
of
his
heart
.
