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He
went
over
to
the
baby
where
it
was
playing
on
the
floor
and
began
to
poke
his
finger
at
it
.
Drouet
was
on
the
corner
waiting
,
in
good
spirits
.
“
Hello
,
Carrie
,
”
he
said
,
as
a
sprightly
figure
of
a
girl
drew
near
him
.
“
Got
here
safe
,
did
you
?
Well
,
we
’
ll
take
a
car
.
”
Among
the
forces
which
sweep
and
play
throughout
the
universe
,
untutored
man
is
but
a
wisp
in
the
wind
.
Our
civilisation
is
still
in
a
middle
stage
,
scarcely
beast
,
in
that
it
is
no
longer
wholly
guided
by
instinct
;
scarcely
human
,
in
that
it
is
not
yet
wholly
guided
by
reason
.
On
the
tiger
no
responsibility
rests
.
We
see
him
aligned
by
nature
with
the
forces
of
life
—
he
is
born
into
their
keeping
and
without
thought
he
is
protected
.
We
see
man
far
removed
from
the
lairs
of
the
jungles
,
his
innate
instincts
dulled
by
too
near
an
approach
to
free
-
will
,
his
free
-
will
not
sufficiently
developed
to
replace
his
instincts
and
afford
him
perfect
guidance
.
He
is
becoming
too
wise
to
hearken
always
to
instincts
and
desires
;
he
is
still
too
weak
to
always
prevail
against
them
.
As
a
beast
,
the
forces
of
life
aligned
him
with
them
;
as
a
man
,
he
has
not
yet
wholly
learned
to
align
himself
with
the
forces
.
In
this
intermediate
stage
he
wavers
—
neither
drawn
in
harmony
with
nature
by
his
instincts
nor
yet
wisely
putting
himself
into
harmony
by
his
own
free
-
will
.
He
is
even
as
a
wisp
in
the
wind
,
moved
by
every
breath
of
passion
,
acting
now
by
his
will
and
now
by
his
instincts
,
erring
with
one
,
only
to
retrieve
by
the
other
,
falling
by
one
,
only
to
rise
by
the
other
—
a
creature
of
incalculable
variability
.
We
have
the
consolation
of
knowing
that
evolution
is
ever
in
action
,
that
the
ideal
is
a
light
that
cannot
fail
.
He
will
not
forever
balance
thus
between
good
and
evil
.
When
this
jangle
of
free
-
will
instinct
shall
have
been
adjusted
,
when
perfect
understanding
has
given
the
former
the
power
to
replace
the
latter
entirely
,
man
will
no
longer
vary
.
The
needle
of
understanding
will
yet
point
steadfast
and
unwavering
to
the
distinct
pole
of
truth
.
In
Carrie
—
as
in
how
many
of
our
worldlings
do
they
not
?
—
instinct
and
reason
,
desire
and
understanding
,
were
at
war
for
the
mastery
.
She
followed
whither
her
craving
led
.
She
was
as
yet
more
drawn
than
she
drew
.
When
Minnie
found
the
note
next
morning
,
after
a
night
of
mingled
wonder
and
anxiety
,
which
was
not
exactly
touched
by
yearning
,
sorrow
,
or
love
,
she
exclaimed
:
“
Well
,
what
do
you
think
of
that
?
”
“
What
?
”
said
Hanson
.
“
Sister
Carrie
has
gone
to
live
somewhere
else
.
”
