哔咔漫画收藏推荐
哔咔漫画收藏推荐
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哔咔漫画收藏推荐 Now, however, this feeling had changed to one of opposition,which rose feebly. It mastered her for a moment, and then, heldclose as she was, began to wane. Something else in her spoke.This man, to whose bosom she was being pressed, was strong; hewas passionate, he loved her, and she was alone. If she did notturn to him--accept of his love--where else might she go? Herresistance half dissolved in the flood of his strong feeling.
"Silence!" exclaimed the captain. "Now, then, gentlemen, thesemen are without beds. They have to have some place to sleep to-night. They can't lie out in the streets. I need twelve centsto put one of them to bed. Who will give it to me?"哔咔漫画收藏推荐 Minnie's flat, as the one-floor resident apartments were thenbeing called, was in a part of West Van Buren Street inhabited byfamilies of labourers and clerks, men who had come, and werestill coming, with the rush of population pouring in at the rateof 50,000 a year. It was on the third floor, the front windowslooking down into the street, where, at night, the lights ofgrocery stores were shining and children were playing. To Carrie,the sound of the little bells upon the horse-cars, as theytinkled in and out of hearing, was as pleasing as it was novel.She gazed into the lighted street when Minnie brought her intothe front room, and wondered at the sounds, the movement, themurmur of the vast city which stretched for miles and miles inevery direction.
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Chapter X
"Why, there're lots of places," returned Lola, who was thinkingof her own lightsome tourneys with the gay youths. "You won't gowith anybody."
"What can you do? Have you ever worked in a retail store before?Are you experienced?"
"What's the use of acting like that now, Cad?" insisted thedrummer, stopping in his work and putting up a hand expressively."You might let me know where I stand, at least."
"I have three cents left. These men must be put to bed somehow.There are"--counting--"one, two, three, four, five, six, seven,eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve men. Nine cents more will putthe next man to bed; give him a good, comfortable bed for thenight. I go right along and look after that myself. Who willgive me nine cents?"
Once at home, she changed her clothes and straightened the roomsfor herself. In the matter of the arrangement of the furnitureshe never took the housemaid's opinion. That young womaninvariably put one of the rocking-chairs in the corner, andCarrie as regularly moved it out. To-day she hardly noticed thatit was in the wrong place, so absorbed was she in her ownthoughts. She worked about the room until Drouet put inappearance at five o'clock. The drummer was flushed and excitedand full of determination to know all about her relations withHurstwood. Nevertheless, after going over the subject in hismind the livelong day, he was rather weary of it and wished itover with. He did not foresee serious consequences of any sort,and yet he rather hesitated to begin. Carrie was sitting by thewindow when he came in, rocking and looking out."Well," she said innocently, weary of her own mental discussionand wondering at his haste and ill-concealed excitement, "whatmakes you hurry so?"
"Just think of that!" said Jessica.
"What's the use of your standing there and talking like that,now?" he asked. "Do you think I've had it alone? You talk as ifI'd taken something."
There was the tensity of fierceness in the man's plea whichappealed deeply to her sympathies. It was a dissolving firewhich was actuating him now. He was loving her too intensely tothink of giving her up in this, his hour of distress. Heclutched her hand nervously and pressed it with all the force ofan appeal.
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