At the sound of her stage name Carrie started. She began to feelthe bitterness of the situation. The feelings of the outcastdescended upon her. She hung at the wing's edge, wrapt in herown mounting thoughts. She hardly heard anything more, save herown rumbling blood.。， "What do you suppose Hennessy will do now?"
The whole earth was brimming sunshine that morning. She trippedalong, the clear sky pouring liquid blue into her soul. Oh,blessed are the children of endeavour in this, that they try andare hopeful. And blessed also are they who, knowing, smile andapprove.。，
Hurstwood took a glance at his wife. She was frowning. Just nowher manner irritated him excessively. Her next remark wasaddressed to him.。， "What is it?" said McGarren, pleased to be consulted by theopulent manager.
。， An inkling of untoward deeds on the part of Hurstwood had come.Doctor Beale, the handsome resident physician of theneighbourhood, met Mrs. Hurstwood at her own doorstep some daysafter Hurstwood and Carrie had taken the drive west on WashingtonBoulevard. Dr. Beale, coming east on the same drive, hadrecognised Hurstwood, but not before he was quite past him. Hewas not so sure of Carrie--did not know whether it wasHurstwood's wife or daughter.
， Hurstwood, on the contrary, saw in the strength of her newattractiveness his miserable predicament. He could have cursedthe man beside him. By the Lord, he could not even applaudfeelingly as he would. For once he must simulate when it left ataste in his mouth.。，