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Carrie
pondered
over
this
situation
as
consistently
as
Hurstwood
,
once
she
got
the
facts
adjusted
in
her
mind
.
It
took
several
days
for
her
to
fully
realise
that
the
approach
of
the
dissolution
of
her
husband
’
s
business
meant
commonplace
struggle
and
privation
.
Her
mind
went
back
to
her
early
venture
in
Chicago
,
the
Hansons
and
their
flat
,
and
her
heart
revolted
.
That
was
terrible
!
Everything
about
poverty
was
terrible
.
She
wished
she
knew
a
way
out
.
Her
recent
experiences
with
the
Vances
had
wholly
unfitted
her
to
view
her
own
state
with
complacence
.
The
glamour
of
the
high
life
of
the
city
had
,
in
the
few
experiences
afforded
her
by
the
former
,
seized
her
completely
.
She
had
been
taught
how
to
dress
and
where
to
go
without
having
ample
means
to
do
either
.
Now
,
these
things
—
ever
-
present
realities
as
they
were
—
filled
her
eyes
and
mind
.
The
more
circumscribed
became
her
state
,
the
more
entrancing
seemed
this
other
.
And
now
poverty
threatened
to
seize
her
entirely
and
to
remove
this
other
world
far
upward
like
a
heaven
to
which
any
Lazarus
might
extend
,
appealingly
,
his
hands
.
So
,
too
,
the
ideal
brought
into
her
life
by
Ames
remained
.
He
had
gone
,
but
here
was
his
word
that
riches
were
not
everything
;
that
there
was
a
great
deal
more
in
the
world
than
she
knew
;
that
the
stage
was
good
,
and
the
literature
she
read
poor
.
He
was
a
strong
man
and
clean
—
how
much
stronger
and
better
than
Hurstwood
and
Drouet
she
only
half
formulated
to
herself
,
but
the
difference
was
painful
.
It
was
something
to
which
she
voluntarily
closed
her
eyes
.
During
the
last
three
months
of
the
Warren
Street
connection
,
Hurstwood
took
parts
of
days
off
and
hunted
,
tracking
the
business
advertisements
.
It
was
a
more
or
less
depressing
business
,
wholly
because
of
the
thought
that
he
must
soon
get
something
or
he
would
begin
to
live
on
the
few
hundred
dollars
he
was
saving
,
and
then
he
would
have
nothing
to
invest
—
he
would
have
to
hire
out
as
a
clerk
.
Everything
he
discovered
in
his
line
advertised
as
an
opportunity
,
was
either
too
expensive
or
too
wretched
for
him
.
Besides
,
winter
was
coming
,
the
papers
were
announcing
hardships
,
and
there
was
a
general
feeling
of
hard
times
in
the
air
,
or
,
at
least
,
he
thought
so
.
In
his
worry
,
other
people
’
s
worries
became
apparent
.
No
item
about
a
firm
failing
,
a
family
starving
,
or
a
man
dying
upon
the
streets
,
supposedly
of
starvation
,
but
arrested
his
eye
as
he
scanned
the
morning
papers
.
Once
the
“
World
”
came
out
with
a
flaring
announcement
about
“
80
,
000
people
out
of
employment
in
New
York
this
winter
,
”
which
struck
as
a
knife
at
his
heart
.
“
Eighty
thousand
!
”
he
thought
.
“
What
an
awful
thing
that
is
.
”
This
was
new
reasoning
for
Hurstwood
.
In
the
old
days
the
world
had
seemed
to
be
getting
along
well
enough
.
He
had
been
wont
to
see
similar
things
in
the
“
Daily
News
,
”
in
Chicago
,
but
they
did
not
hold
his
attention
.
Now
,
these
things
were
like
grey
clouds
hovering
along
the
horizon
of
a
clear
day
.
They
threatened
to
cover
and
obscure
his
life
with
chilly
greyness
.
He
tried
to
shake
them
off
,
to
forget
and
brace
up
.
Sometimes
he
said
to
himself
,
mentally
:
“
What
’
s
the
use
worrying
?
I
’
m
not
out
yet
.
I
’
ve
got
six
weeks
more
.
Even
if
worst
comes
to
worst
,
I
’
ve
got
enough
to
live
on
for
six
months
.
”
Curiously
,
as
he
troubled
over
his
future
,
his
thoughts
occasionally
reverted
to
his
wife
and
family
.
He
had
avoided
such
thoughts
for
the
first
three
years
as
much
as
possible
.
He
hated
her
,
and
he
could
get
along
without
her
.
Let
her
go
.
He
would
do
well
enough
.
Now
,
however
,
when
he
was
not
doing
well
enough
,
he
began
to
wonder
what
she
was
doing
,
how
his
children
were
getting
along
.
He
could
see
them
living
as
nicely
as
ever
,
occupying
the
comfortable
house
and
using
his
property
.
“
By
George
!
it
’
s
a
shame
they
should
have
it
all
,
”
he
vaguely
thought
to
himself
on
several
occasions
.
“
I
didn
’
t
do
anything
.
”
