。， The time came, in the third year, when this thinking began toproduce results in the Warren Street place. The tide ofpatronage dropped a little below what it had been at its bestsince he had been there. This irritated and worried him.
"All right," he said, "but you'll hear me out, won't you? Afterall you have said about loving me, you might hear me. I don'twant to do you any harm. I'll give you the money to go back withwhen you go. I merely want to tell you, Carrie. You can't stopme from loving you, whatever you may think."。， That was not before he had become settled, however. Carrie andhe went looking for a flat, as arranged, and found one inSeventy-eighth Street near Amsterdam Avenue. It was a five-storybuilding, and their flat was on the third floor. Owing to thefact that the street was not yet built up solidly, it waspossible to see east to the green tops of the trees in CentralPark and west to the broad waters of the Hudson, a glimpse ofwhich was to be had out of the west windows. For the privilegeof six rooms and a bath, running in a straight line, they werecompelled to pay thirty-five dollars a month--an average, and yetexorbitant, rent for a home at the time. Carrie noticed thedifference between the size of the rooms here and in Chicago andmentioned it.
By noontime the train rolled into Detroit and he began to feelexceedingly nervous. The police must be on his track by now.They had probably notified all the police of the big cities, anddetectives would be watching for him. He remembered instances inwhich defaulters had been captured. Consequently, he breathedheavily and paled somewhat. His hands felt as if they must havesomething to do. He simulated interest in several scenes withoutwhich he did not feel. He repeatedly beat his foot upon thefloor.。，