He crept toward her with a light in his eye that was ominous.Something in the woman's cool, cynical, upper-handish manner, asif she were already master, caused him to feel for the moment asif he could strangle her.。，
Then began one of those pointless social conversations so commonin American resorts where the would-be gilded attempt to rub offgilt from those who have it in abundance. If Hurstwood had oneleaning, it was toward notabilities. He considered that, ifanywhere, he belonged among them. He was too proud to toady, tookeen not to strictly observe the plane he occupied when therewere those present who did not appreciate him, but, in situationslike the present, where he could shine as a gentleman and bereceived without equivocation as a friend and equal among men ofknown ability, he was most delighted. It was on such occasions,if ever, that he would "take something." When the social flavourwas strong enough he would even unbend to the extent of drinkingglass for glass with his associates, punctiliously observing histurn to pay as if he were an outsider like the others. If heever approached intoxication--or rather that ruddy warmth andcomfortableness which precedes the more sloven state--it was whenindividuals such as these were gathered about him, when he wasone of a circle of chatting celebrities. To-night, disturbed aswas his state, he was rather relieved to find company, and nowthat notabilities were gathered, he laid aside his troubles forthe nonce, and joined in right heartily.。， "I'll speak to Mayhew about this to-morrow," he thought.
She was quite appalled at the man's audacity. This was somethingwhich had never for a moment entered her head. Her one thoughtnow was to get off and away. If only the flying train could bestopped, the terrible trick would be amended.。， "I'll speak to Mayhew about this to-morrow," he thought.
Carrie timidly waited, standing. There were chairs, but no onemotioned her to be seated. The individual to whom the managerhad been talking went away quite crestfallen. That luminarygazed earnestly at some papers before him, as if they were of thegreatest concern.。， Through all this thoughts of Carrie flashed upon him, and theapproaching affair of Saturday. Tangled as all his matters were,he did not worry over that. It was the one pleasing thing inthis whole rout of trouble. He could arrange thatsatisfactorily, for Carrie would be glad to wait, if necessary.He would see how things turned out to-morrow, and then he wouldtalk to her. They were going to meet as usual. He saw only herpretty face and neat figure and wondered why life was notarranged so that such joy as he found with her could be steadilymaintained. How much more pleasant it would be. Then he wouldtake up his wife's threat again, and the wrinkles and moisturewould return.
。， She was quite appalled at the man's audacity. This was somethingwhich had never for a moment entered her head. Her one thoughtnow was to get off and away. If only the flying train could bestopped, the terrible trick would be amended.
In this situation her thoughts went out to her sister in VanBuren Street, whom she had not seen since the night of herflight, and to her home at Columbia City, which seemed now a partof something that could not be again. She looked for no refugein that direction. Nothing but sorrow was brought her bythoughts of Hurstwood, which would return. That he could havechosen to dupe her in so ready a manner seemed a cruel thing.。， "Me and Hurstwood--what do you mean?"
To add to his misery there was no word from Carrie. He was quitecertain now that she knew he was married and was angered at hisperfidy. His loss seemed all the more bitter now that he neededher most. He thought he would go out and insist on seeing her ifshe did not send him word of some sort soon. He was reallyaffected most miserably of all by this desertion. He had lovedher earnestly enough, but now that the possibility of losing herstared him in the face she seemed much more attractive. Hereally pined for a word, and looked out upon her with his mind'seye in the most wistful manner. He did not propose to lose her,whatever she might think. Come what might, he would adjust thismatter, and soon. He would go to her and tell her all his familycomplications. He would explain to her just where he stood andhow much he needed her. Surely she couldn't go back on him now?It wasn't possible. He would plead until her anger would melt--until she would forgive him.。，