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Carrie
sat
still
,
looking
out
.
She
was
wondering
what
she
could
do
.
They
would
be
expecting
her
to
go
home
this
week
.
Drouet
turned
to
the
subject
of
the
clothes
she
was
going
to
buy
.
“
Why
not
get
yourself
a
nice
little
jacket
?
You
’
ve
got
to
have
it
.
I
’
ll
loan
you
the
money
.
You
needn
’
t
worry
about
taking
it
.
You
can
get
yourself
a
nice
room
by
yourself
.
I
won
’
t
hurt
you
.
”
Carrie
saw
the
drift
,
but
could
not
express
her
thoughts
.
She
felt
more
than
ever
the
helplessness
of
her
case
.
“
If
I
could
only
get
something
to
do
,
”
she
said
.
“
Maybe
you
can
,
”
went
on
Drouet
,
“
if
you
stay
here
.
You
can
’
t
if
you
go
away
.
They
won
’
t
let
you
stay
out
there
.
Now
,
why
not
let
me
get
you
a
nice
room
?
I
won
’
t
bother
you
—
you
needn
’
t
be
afraid
.
Then
,
when
you
get
fixed
up
,
maybe
you
could
get
something
.
”
He
looked
at
her
pretty
face
and
it
vivified
his
mental
resources
.
She
was
a
sweet
little
mortal
to
him
—
there
was
no
doubt
of
that
.
She
seemed
to
have
some
power
back
of
her
actions
.
She
was
not
like
the
common
run
of
store
-
girls
.
She
wasn
’
t
silly
.
In
reality
,
Carrie
had
more
imagination
than
he
—
more
taste
.
It
was
a
finer
mental
strain
in
her
that
made
possible
her
depression
and
loneliness
.
Her
poor
clothes
were
neat
,
and
she
held
her
head
unconsciously
in
a
dainty
way
.
“
Do
you
think
I
could
get
something
?
”
she
asked
.
“
Sure
,
”
he
said
,
reaching
over
and
filling
her
cup
with
tea
.
“
I
’
ll
help
you
.
”
