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Carrie
put
on
her
hat
.
“
Where
are
the
gloves
?
”
he
inquired
.
“
Here
,
”
she
said
,
taking
them
out
of
the
bureau
drawer
.
“
Now
,
come
on
,
”
he
said
.
Thus
the
first
hour
of
misgiving
was
swept
away
.
It
went
this
way
on
every
occasion
.
Drouet
did
not
leave
her
much
alone
.
She
had
time
for
some
lone
wanderings
,
but
mostly
he
filled
her
hours
with
sight
-
seeing
.
At
Carson
,
Pirie
’
s
he
bought
her
a
nice
skirt
and
shirt
waist
.
With
his
money
she
purchased
the
little
necessaries
of
toilet
,
until
at
last
she
looked
quite
another
maiden
.
The
mirror
convinced
her
of
a
few
things
which
she
had
long
believed
.
She
was
pretty
,
yes
,
indeed
!
How
nice
her
hat
set
,
and
weren
’
t
her
eyes
pretty
.
She
caught
her
little
red
lip
with
her
teeth
and
felt
her
first
thrill
of
power
.
Drouet
was
so
good
.
They
went
to
see
“
The
Mikado
”
one
evening
,
an
opera
which
was
hilariously
popular
at
that
time
.
Before
going
,
they
made
off
for
the
Windsor
dining
-
room
,
which
was
in
Dearborn
Street
,
a
considerable
distance
from
Carrie
’
s
room
.
It
was
blowing
up
cold
,
and
out
of
her
window
Carrie
could
see
the
western
sky
,
still
pink
with
the
fading
light
,
but
steely
blue
at
the
top
where
it
met
the
darkness
.
A
long
,
thin
cloud
of
pink
hung
in
midair
,
shaped
like
some
island
in
a
far
-
off
sea
.
Somehow
the
swaying
of
some
dead
branches
of
trees
across
the
way
brought
back
the
picture
with
which
she
was
familiar
when
she
looked
from
their
front
window
in
December
days
at
home
.
She
paused
and
wrung
her
little
hands
.
“
What
’
s
the
matter
?
”
said
Drouet
.
“
Oh
,
I
don
’
t
know
,
”
she
said
,
her
lip
trembling
.
