Carrie looked at him a moment and forgot all about the companypresent. She began to feel the part, and summoned an indifferentsmile to her lips, turning as the lines directed and going to awindow, as if he were not present. She did it with a grace whichwas fascinating to look upon.。， "Yes, now go on. Don't be afraid."
"It is so easy," he said to Mrs. Morgan, in the usual affectedstage voice. "An audience would be the last thing to trouble me.It's the spirit of the part, you know, that is difficult."。， "He's an old friend," he went on, getting deeper into the mire.
She got a pretty letter from the manager, saying that by the timeshe got it he would be waiting for her in the park. When shecame, he shone upon her as the morning sun.。， "Say, Harry," Hurstwood said to him one evening, as the latterstood at the bar drinking before wending his belated wayhomeward, "you can help the boys out, I guess."
The manager looked at his lovely prize, so beautiful, so winsome,so difficult to be won, and made strange resolutions. Hispassion had gotten to that stage now where it was no longercoloured with reason. He did not trouble over little barriers ofthis sort in the face of so much loveliness. He would accept thesituation with all its difficulties; he would not try to answerthe objections which cold truth thrust upon him. He wouldpromise anything, everything, and trust to fortune to disentanglehim. He would make a try for Paradise, whatever might be theresult. He would be happy, by the Lord, if it cost all honestyof statement, all abandonment of truth.。， "Sometimes. Sometimes they went out."
。， 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.
。， 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.
When the time came, he buoyed Carrie up most effectually. Hebegan to make her feel as if she had done very well. The oldmelancholy of desire began to come back as he talked at her, andby the time the situation rolled around she was running high infeeling.。，