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“
What
time
will
we
have
to
start
?
”
asked
Carrie
.
“
Let
’
s
go
at
once
and
walk
down
Broadway
from
Thirty
-
fourth
Street
,
”
said
Mrs
.
Vance
.
“
It
’
s
such
an
interesting
walk
.
He
’
s
at
the
Madison
Square
.
”
“
I
’
ll
be
glad
to
go
,
”
said
Carrie
.
“
How
much
will
we
have
to
pay
for
seats
?
”
“
Not
more
than
a
dollar
,
”
said
Mrs
.
Vance
.
The
latter
departed
,
and
at
one
o
’
clock
reappeared
,
stunningly
arrayed
in
a
dark
-
blue
walking
dress
,
with
a
nobby
hat
to
match
.
Carrie
had
gotten
herself
up
charmingly
enough
,
but
this
woman
pained
her
by
contrast
.
She
seemed
to
have
so
many
dainty
little
things
which
Carrie
had
not
.
There
were
trinkets
of
gold
,
an
elegant
green
leather
purse
set
with
her
initials
,
a
fancy
handkerchief
,
exceedingly
rich
in
design
,
and
the
like
.
Carrie
felt
that
she
needed
more
and
better
clothes
to
compare
with
this
woman
,
and
that
any
one
looking
at
the
two
would
pick
Mrs
.
Vance
for
her
raiment
alone
.
It
was
a
trying
,
though
rather
unjust
thought
,
for
Carrie
had
now
developed
an
equally
pleasing
figure
,
and
had
grown
in
comeliness
until
she
was
a
thoroughly
attractive
type
of
her
colour
of
beauty
.
There
was
some
difference
in
the
clothing
of
the
two
,
both
of
quality
and
age
,
but
this
difference
was
not
especially
noticeable
.
It
served
,
however
,
to
augment
Carrie
’
s
dissatisfaction
with
her
state
.
The
walk
down
Broadway
,
then
as
now
,
was
one
of
the
remarkable
features
of
the
city
.
There
gathered
,
before
the
matinée
and
afterwards
,
not
only
all
the
pretty
women
who
love
a
showy
parade
,
but
the
men
who
love
to
gaze
upon
and
admire
them
.
It
was
a
very
imposing
procession
of
pretty
faces
and
fine
clothes
.
Women
appeared
in
their
very
best
hats
,
shoes
,
and
gloves
,
and
walked
arm
in
arm
on
their
way
to
the
fine
shops
or
theatres
strung
along
from
Fourteenth
to
Thirty
-
fourth
Streets
.
Equally
the
men
paraded
with
the
very
latest
they
could
afford
.
A
tailor
might
have
secured
hints
on
suit
measurements
,
a
shoemaker
on
proper
lasts
and
colours
,
a
hatter
on
hats
.
It
was
literally
true
that
if
a
lover
of
fine
clothes
secured
a
new
suit
,
it
was
sure
to
have
its
first
airing
on
Broadway
.
So
true
and
well
understood
was
this
fact
,
that
several
years
later
a
popular
song
,
detailing
this
and
other
facts
concerning
the
afternoon
parade
on
matinée
days
,
and
entitled
“
What
Right
Has
He
on
Broadway
?
”
was
published
,
and
had
quite
a
vogue
about
the
music
-
halls
of
the
city
.
In
all
her
stay
in
the
city
,
Carrie
had
never
heard
of
this
showy
parade
;
had
never
even
been
on
Broadway
when
it
was
taking
place
.
On
the
other
hand
,
it
was
a
familiar
thing
to
Mrs
.
Vance
,
who
not
only
knew
of
it
as
an
entity
,
but
had
often
been
in
it
,
going
purposely
to
see
and
be
seen
,
to
create
a
stir
with
her
beauty
and
dispel
any
tendency
to
fall
short
in
dressiness
by
contrasting
herself
with
the
beauty
and
fashion
of
the
town
.
Carrie
stepped
along
easily
enough
after
they
got
out
of
the
car
at
Thirty
-
fourth
Street
,
but
soon
fixed
her
eyes
upon
the
lovely
company
which
swarmed
by
and
with
them
as
they
proceeded
.
She
noticed
suddenly
that
Mrs
.
Vance
’
s
manner
had
rather
stiffened
under
the
gaze
of
handsome
men
and
elegantly
dressed
ladies
,
whose
glances
were
not
modified
by
any
rules
of
propriety
.
To
stare
seemed
the
proper
and
natural
thing
.
Carrie
found
herself
stared
at
and
ogled
.
Men
in
flawless
top
-
coats
,
high
hats
,
and
silver
-
headed
walking
sticks
elbowed
near
and
looked
too
often
into
conscious
eyes
.
Ladies
rustled
by
in
dresses
of
stiff
cloth
,
shedding
affected
smiles
and
perfume
.
Carrie
noticed
among
them
the
sprinkling
of
goodness
and
the
heavy
percentage
of
vice
.
The
rouged
and
powdered
cheeks
and
lips
,
the
scented
hair
,
the
large
,
misty
,
and
languorous
eye
,
were
common
enough
.
With
a
start
she
awoke
to
find
that
she
was
in
fashion
’
s
crowd
,
on
parade
in
a
show
place
—
and
such
a
show
place
!
Jewellers
’
windows
gleamed
along
the
path
with
remarkable
frequency
.
Florist
shops
,
furriers
,
haberdashers
,
confectioners
—
all
followed
in
rapid
succession
.
The
street
was
full
of
coaches
.
Pompous
doormen
in
immense
coats
,
shiny
brass
belts
and
buttons
,
waited
in
front
of
expensive
salesrooms
.
Coachmen
in
tan
boots
,
white
tights
,
and
blue
jackets
waited
obsequiously
for
the
mistresses
of
carriages
who
were
shopping
inside
.
The
whole
street
bore
the
flavour
of
riches
and
show
,
and
Carrie
felt
that
she
was
not
of
it
.
She
could
not
,
for
the
life
of
her
,
assume
the
attitude
and
smartness
of
Mrs
.
Vance
,
who
,
in
her
beauty
,
was
all
assurance
She
could
only
imagine
that
it
must
be
evident
to
many
that
she
was
the
less
handsomely
dressed
of
the
two
.
It
cut
her
to
the
quick
,
and
she
resolved
that
she
would
not
come
here
again
until
she
looked
better
.
At
the
same
time
she
longed
to
feel
the
delight
of
parading
here
as
an
equal
.
Ah
,
then
she
would
be
happy
!
Such
feelings
as
were
generated
in
Carrie
by
this
walk
put
her
in
an
exceedingly
receptive
mood
for
the
pathos
which
followed
in
the
play
.
The
actor
whom
they
had
gone
to
see
had
achieved
his
popularity
by
presenting
a
mellow
type
of
comedy
,
in
which
sufficient
sorrow
was
introduced
to
lend
contrast
and
relief
to
humour
.
For
Carrie
,
as
we
well
know
,
the
stage
had
a
great
attraction
.
She
had
never
forgotten
her
one
histrionic
achievement
in
Chicago
.
It
dwelt
in
her
mind
and
occupied
her
consciousness
during
many
long
afternoons
in
which
her
rocking
-
chair
and
her
latest
novel
contributed
the
only
pleasures
of
her
state
.
Never
could
she
witness
a
play
without
having
her
own
ability
vividly
brought
to
consciousness
.
Some
scenes
made
her
long
to
be
a
part
of
them
—
to
give
expression
to
the
feelings
which
she
,
in
the
place
of
the
character
represented
,
would
feel
.
Almost
invariably
she
would
carry
the
vivid
imaginations
away
with
her
and
brood
over
them
the
next
day
alone
.
She
lived
as
much
in
these
things
as
in
the
realities
which
made
up
her
daily
life
.
