On the other hand, as we may well believe, the manager came homein the sunniest mood. His conversation and agreement with Carriehad raised his spirits until he was in the frame of mind of onewho sings joyously. He was proud of himself, proud of hissuccess, proud of Carrie. He could have been genial to all theworld, and he bore no grudge against his wife. He meant to bepleasant, to forget her presence, to live in the atmosphere ofyouth and pleasure which had been restored to him.。， "How can you act this way, dearest?" he inquired, after a time."You love me, don't you?"
As the curtain for the next act arose, Drouet came back. He wasvery much enlivened in temper and inclined to whisper, butHurstwood pretended interest. He fixed his eyes on the stage,although Carrie was not there, a short bit of melodramatic comedypreceding her entrance. He did not see what was going on,however. He was thinking his own thoughts, and they werewretched.。， At last the curtain was ready to go up. All the details of themake-up had been completed, and the company settled down as theleader of the small, hired orchestra tapped significantly uponhis music rack with his baton and began the soft curtain-raisingstrain. Hurstwood ceased talking, and went with Drouet and hisfriend Sagar Morrison around to the box.
"Let the woman you look upon be wise or vain," said Carrie, hereyes bent sadly upon the lover, who had sunk into a seat,"beautiful or homely, rich or poor, she has but one thing she canreally give or refuse--her heart."。，
By evening, when Hurstwood reached home, she had brooded herselfinto a state of sullen desire for explanation and revenge. Shewanted to know what this peculiar action of his imported. Shewas certain there was more behind it all than what she had heard,and evil curiosity mingled well with distrust and the remnants ofher wrath of the morning. She, impending disaster itself, walkedabout with gathered shadow at the eyes and the rudimentarymuscles of savagery fixing the hard lines of her mouth.。， "No, you won't," said Carrie, who was coming to feel a certainfaint power to jest with the drummer.