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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  Drouet resolved then and there that he would take more interestin such matters. So when he got back to Chicago he repaired tohis local lodge headquarters.
2.  "Why not get yourself a nice little jacket? You've got to haveit. 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."
3.  "Well, I'd like to go," rejoined Carrie. "Let's you and me go."
4.  It would be useless to explain how in due time the last fiftydollars was in sight. The seven hundred, by his process ofhandling, had only carried them into June. Before the finalhundred mark was reached he began to indicate that a calamity wasapproaching.
5.  For the most part he lounged about, dressed in excellent tailoredsuits of imported goods, a solitaire ring, a fine blue diamond inhis tie, a striking vest of some new pattern, and a watch-chainof solid gold, which held a charm of rich design, and a watch ofthe latest make and engraving. He knew by name, and could greetpersonally with a "Well, old fellow," hundreds of actors,merchants, politicians, and the general run of successfulcharacters about town, and it was part of his success to do so.He had a finely graduated scale of informality and friendship,which improved from the "How do you do?" addressed to thefifteen-dollar-a-week clerks and office attaches, who, by longfrequenting of the place, became aware of his position, to the"Why, old man, how are you?" which he addressed to those noted orrich individuals who knew him and were inclined to be friendly.There was a class, however, too rich, too famous, or toosuccessful, with whom he could not attempt any familiarity ofaddress, and with these he was professionally tactful, assuming agrave and dignified attitude, paying them the deference whichwould win their good feeling without in the least compromisinghis own bearing and opinions. There were, in the last place, afew good followers, neither rich nor poor, famous, nor yetremarkably successful, with whom he was friendly on the score ofgood-fellowship. These were the kind of men with whom he wouldconverse longest and most seriously. He loved to go out and havea good time once in a while--to go to the races, the theatres,the sporting entertainments at some of the clubs. He kept ahorse and neat trap, had his wife and two children, who were wellestablished in a neat house on the North Side near Lincoln Park,and was altogether a very acceptable individual of our greatAmerican upper class--the first grade below the luxuriously rich.
6.  "Where are you going?" he said, stepping over and heading heroff.

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1.  About ten o'clock a friend of his, Mr. Frank L. Taintor, a localsport and racing man, dropped in, and seeing Hurstwood alone inhis office came to the door.
2.  "Did she say when?"
3.  He was about to cross to a little red-and-white striped bar whichwas fastened up beside a door when a voice greeted himfamiliarly. Instantly his heart sank."Why, hello, George, old man!" said the voice. "What are youdoing down here?"
4.  Drouet was standing by the dresser, gazing at her in a comicmanner. He had laid off his hat and gloves and was now fidgetingwith the little toilet pieces which were nearest him. Hehesitated to believe that the pretty woman before him wasinvolved in anything so unsatisfactory to himself. He was verymuch inclined to feel that it was all right, after all. Yet theknowledge imparted to him by the chambermaid was rankling in hismind. He wanted to plunge in with a straight remark of somesort, but he knew not what.
5.  "Go to the devil, you old hag," he half muttered as he staredround upon the scattered company.
6.  "Why not come down to The Fair," he suggested, "next Tuesday?"

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1.  "Let's see," said Hurstwood, "I ought to know some of the boys inthe lodge. I'm an Elk myself."
2.  "The 'Clipper.' The man said I'd find their addresses in here."
3.  "Yes, and a swift-pacer," laughed Drouet.
4.  "Oh, that's all right," answered the little girl, good-naturedly,glad to be of service.It had been days since Hurstwood had done more than go to thegrocery or to the news-stand. Now the weariness of indoors wasupon him--had been for two days--but chill, grey weather had heldhim back. Friday broke fair and warm. It was one of thoselovely harbingers of spring, given as a sign in dreary winterthat earth is not forsaken of warmth and beauty. The blueheaven, holding its one golden orb, poured down a crystal wash ofwarm light. It was plain, from the voice of the sparrows, thatall was halcyon outside. Carrie raised the front windows, andfelt the south wind blowing.
5.   They peered eagerly at the door, where all must enter. A groceryman drove up and carried in several baskets of eatables. Thisstarted some words upon grocery men and the cost of food ingeneral.
6.  The first month had scarcely passed before Carrie said in a verynatural way: "I think I'll go down this week and buy a dress.'

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1.  This thing was the remains of his old-time cocksureness andindependence. Sitting in his flat, and reading of the doings ofother people, sometimes this independent, undefeated mood cameupon him. Forgetting the weariness of the streets and thedegradation of search, he would sometimes prick up his ears. Itwas as if he said:
2.  "I couldn't get home," he said, when he came in later in theevening, "I was so busy."
3.  "Never studied for the stage?" he said, putting on an airintended as much to impress his friends with his discretion asCarrie.
4、  "Stand over there," he said.
5、  One day Carrie's bell rang and the servant, who was in thekitchen, pressed the button which caused the front door of thegeneral entrance on the ground floor to be electricallyunlatched. When Carrie waited at her own door on the third floorto see who it might be coming up to call on her, Mrs. Vanceappeared.

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  • 周秦 08-08

      "Mr. Stevens," he said, referring to the author, "is preparing alittle song, which he would like you to sing next week."

  • 刘博 08-08

      "I didn't know that," said Carrie.

  • 崔湜 08-08

       She made no answer, but looked steadily toward the window.

  • 陶毅 08-08

      "Me and Hurstwood--what do you mean?"

  • 何燕 08-07

    {  Hurstwood looked up at her with delight.

  • 唐正东 08-06

      "Sixteen dollars," he replied.}

  • 劳安 08-06

      The morrow was Saturday, a half-holiday in many businessquarters, and besides it was a balmy, radiant day, with the treesand grass shining exceedingly green after the rain of the nightbefore. When she went out the sparrows were twittering merrilyin joyous choruses. She could not help feeling, as she lookedacross the lovely park, that life was a joyous thing for thosewho did not need to worry, and she wished over and over thatsomething might interfere now to preserve for her the comfortablestate which she had occupied. She did not want Drouet or hismoney when she thought of it, nor anything more to do withHurstwood, but only the content and ease of mind she hadexperienced, for, after all, she had been happy--happier, atleast, than she was now when confronted by the necessity ofmaking her way alone.

  • 苏炎洪 08-06

      "Oh," said Carrie, her voice rising into a weak cry. "Let meoff. I don't want to go with you."

  • 胡益民 08-05

       Finally he decided to ask. There was a young fellow standingnear one of the doors in the cold, waiting a last turn. He was amere boy in years--twenty-one about--but with a body lank andlong, because of privation. A little good living would have madethis youth plump and swaggering.

  • 杨迪 08-03

    {  The walk down Broadway, then as now, was one of the remarkablefeatures of the city. There gathered, before the matinee andafterwards, not only all the pretty women who love a showyparade, but the men who love to gaze upon and admire them. Itwas a very imposing procession of pretty faces and fine clothes.Women appeared in their very best hats, shoes, and gloves, andwalked arm in arm on their way to the fine shops or theatresstrung along from Fourteenth to Thirty-fourth Streets. Equallythe men paraded with the very latest they could afford. A tailormight have secured hints on suit measurements, a shoemaker onproper lasts and colours, a hatter on hats. It was literallytrue that if a lover of fine clothes secured a new suit, it wassure to have its first airing on Broadway. So true and wellunderstood was this fact, that several years later a popularsong, detailing this and other facts concerning the afternoonparade on matinee days, and entitled "What Right Has He onBroadway?" was published, and had quite a vogue about the music-halls of the city.

  • 姬勇 08-03

      "That's me," he said, putting the card in her hand and touchinghis name. "It's pronounced Drew-eh. Our family was French, onmy father's side."

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