。， Carrie recognised the glance and the girl. She was one of thosewho worked at the machines in the shoe factory. The latterlooked, not quite sure, and then turned her head and looked.Carrie felt as if some great tide had rolled between them. Theold dress and the old machine came back. She actually started.Drouet didn't notice until Carrie bumped into a pedestrian.
。， The object of this peculiarly involved comedy was not thinking ofeither. She was busy adjusting her thoughts and feelings tonewer conditions, and was not in danger of suffering disturbingpangs from either quarter.One evening Drouet found her dressing herself before the glass.
There was a time when he had been considerably enamoured of hisJessica, especially when he was younger and more confined in hissuccess. Now, however, in her seventeenth year, Jessica haddeveloped a certain amount of reserve and independence which wasnot inviting to the richest form of parental devotion. She was inthe high school, and had notions of life which were decidedlythose of a patrician. She liked nice clothes and urged for themconstantly. Thoughts of love and elegant individualestablishments were running in her head. She met girls at thehigh school whose parents were truly rich and whose fathers hadstanding locally as partners or owners of solid businesses.These girls gave themselves the airs befitting the thrivingdomestic establishments from whence they issued. They were theonly ones of the school about whom Jessica concerned herself.。， Among the forces which sweep and play throughout the universe,untutored man is but a wisp in the wind. Our civilisation isstill in a middle stage, scarcely beast, in that it is no longerwholly guided by instinct; scarcely human, in that it is not yetwholly guided by reason. On the tiger no responsibility rests.We see him aligned by nature with the forces of life--he is borninto their keeping and without thought he is protected. We seeman far removed from the lairs of the jungles, his innateinstincts dulled by too near an approach to free-will, his free-will not sufficiently developed to replace his instincts andafford him perfect guidance.
In reality, Carrie had more imagination than he--more taste. Itwas a finer mental strain in her that made possible herdepression and loneliness. Her poor clothes were neat, and sheheld her head unconsciously in a dainty way.。，
What Drouet said about the girl's grace, as she tripped outevenings accompanied by her mother, caused Carrie to perceive thenature and value of those little modish ways which women adoptwhen they would presume to be something. She looked in themirror and pursed up her lips, accompanying it with a little tossof the head, as she had seen the railroad treasurer's daughterdo. She caught up her skirts with an easy swing, for had notDrouet remarked that in her and several others, and Carrie wasnaturally imitative. She began to get the hang of those littlethings which the pretty woman who has vanity invariably adopts.In short, her knowledge of grace doubled, and with it herappearance changed. She became a girl of considerable taste.。，