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“
No
,
sir
,
”
said
Carrie
,
“
it
’
s
Madenda
.
”
“
Well
,
what
’
s
the
matter
with
your
feet
?
Can
’
t
you
dance
?
”
“
Yes
,
sir
,
”
said
Carrie
,
who
had
long
since
learned
this
art
.
“
Why
don
’
t
you
do
it
then
?
Don
’
t
go
shuffling
along
as
if
you
were
dead
.
I
’
ve
got
to
have
people
with
life
in
them
.
”
Carrie
’
s
cheek
burned
with
a
crimson
heat
.
Her
lips
trembled
a
little
.
“
Yes
,
sir
,
”
she
said
.
It
was
this
constant
urging
,
coupled
with
irascibility
and
energy
,
for
three
long
hours
.
Carrie
came
away
worn
enough
in
body
,
but
too
excited
in
mind
to
notice
it
.
She
meant
to
go
home
and
practise
her
evolutions
as
prescribed
.
She
would
not
err
in
any
way
,
if
she
could
help
it
.
When
she
reached
the
flat
Hurstwood
was
not
there
.
For
a
wonder
he
was
out
looking
for
work
,
as
she
supposed
.
She
took
only
a
mouthful
to
eat
and
then
practised
on
,
sustained
by
visions
of
freedom
from
financial
distress
—
“
The
sound
of
glory
ringing
in
her
ears
.
”
When
Hurstwood
returned
he
was
not
so
elated
as
when
he
went
away
,
and
now
she
was
obliged
to
drop
practice
and
get
dinner
.
Here
was
an
early
irritation
.
She
would
have
her
work
and
this
.
Was
she
going
to
act
and
keep
house
?
“
I
’
ll
not
do
it
,
”
she
said
,
“
after
I
get
started
.
He
can
take
his
meals
out
.
”
