Such of these letters as came while Carrie was still in theSeventeenth Street place were read with more interest--thoughnever delight--than those which arrived after she was installedin her luxurious quarters at the Wellington. Even there hervanity--or that self-appreciation which, in its more rabid form,is called vanity--was not sufficiently cloyed to make thesethings wearisome. Adulation, being new in any form, pleased her.Only she was sufficiently wise to distinguish between her oldcondition and her new one. She had not had fame or money before.Now they had come. She had not had adulation and affectionatepropositions before. Now they had come. Wherefore? She smiledto think that men should suddenly find her so much moreattractive. In the least way it incited her to coolness andindifference.。， "The foreman 'll fix that if you ask him, I guess. He did me."
Now a critic called to get up one of those tinsel interviewswhich shine with clever observations, show up the wit of critics,display the folly of celebrities, and divert the public. Heliked Carrie, and said so, publicly--adding, however, that shewas merely pretty, good-natured, and lucky. This cut like aknife. The "Herald," getting up an entertainment for the benefitof its free ice fund, did her the honour to beg her to appearalong with celebrities for nothing. She was visited by a youngauthor, who had a play which he thought she could produce. Alas,she could not judge. It hurt her to think it. Then she foundshe must put her money in the bank for safety, and so moving,finally reached the place where it struck her that the door tolife's perfect enjoyment was not open.。，
"The part of Katisha, the country maid, in 'The Wives of Abdul'at the Broadway, heretofore played by Inez Carew, will behereafter filled by Carrie Madenda, one of the cleverest membersof the chorus."。，
Installed in her comfortable room, Carrie wondered how Hurstwoodhad taken her departure. She arranged a few things hastily andthen left for the theatre, half expecting to encounter him at thedoor. Not finding him, her dread lifted, and she felt morekindly toward him. She quite forgot him until about to come out,after the show, when the chance of his being there frightenedher. As day after day passed and she heard nothing at all, thethought of being bothered by him passed. In a little while shewas, except for occasional thoughts, wholly free of the gloomwith which her life had been weighed in the flat.。， Infuriated by this, the latter plunged left and right, layingabout madly with his club. He was ably assisted by his brotherof the blue, who poured ponderous oaths upon the troubled waters.No severe damage was done, owing to the agility of the strikersin keeping out of reach. They stood about the sidewalk now andjeered.
The car was turned in and he was allowed to loaf a while, butlater he was again called. This time a new team of officers wasaboard. Slightly more confident, he sped the car along thecommonplace streets and felt somewhat less fearful. On one side,however, he suffered intensely. The day was raw, with asprinkling of snow and a gusty wind, made all the moreintolerable by the speed of the car. His clothing was notintended for this sort of work. He shivered, stamped his feet,and beat his arms as he had seen other motormen do in the past,but said nothing. The novelty and danger of the situationmodified in a way his disgust and distress at being compelled tobe here, but not enough to prevent him from feeling grim andsour. This was a dog's life, he thought. It was a tough thingto have to come to.。， He went out into the streets and tramped north, along SeventhAvenue, idly fixing upon the Harlem River as an objective point.He had seen some ships up there, the time he had called upon thebrewers. He wondered how the territory thereabouts was growing.
。， No longer any need of climbing several flights of steps to asmall coop shared with another. Instead, a comparatively largeand commodious chamber with conveniences not enjoyed by the smallfry overhead. She breathed deeply and with delight. Hersensations were more physical than mental. In fact, she wasscarcely thinking at all. Heart and body were having their say.
， Idleness, however, and the sight of the company, backed by thepolice, triumphing, angered the men. They saw that each day morecars were going on, each day more declarations were being made bythe company officials that the effective opposition of thestrikers was broken. This put desperate thoughts in the minds ofthe men. Peaceful methods meant, they saw, that the companieswould soon run all their cars and those who had complained wouldbe forgotten. There was nothing so helpful to the companies aspeaceful methods.All at once they blazed forth, and for a week there was storm andstress. Cars were assailed, men attacked, policemen struggledwith, tracks torn up, and shots fired, until at last streetfights and mob movements became frequent, and the city wasinvested with militia.。， Carrie hugged herself with delight. Oh, wasn't it just fine! Atlast! The first, the long-hoped for, the delightful notice! Andthey called her clever. She could hardly restrain herself fromlaughing loudly. Had Lola seen it?