Once in the sunlit street, with labourers tramping by in eitherdirection, the horse-cars passing crowded to the rails with thesmall clerks and floor help in the great wholesale houses, andmen and women generally coming out of doors and passing about theneighbourhood, Carrie felt slightly reassured. In the sunshineof the morning, beneath the wide, blue heavens, with a fresh windastir, what fears, except the most desperate, can find aharbourage? In the night, or the gloomy chambers of the day,fears and misgivings wax strong, but out in the sunlight thereis, for a time, cessation even of the terror of death.。，
"Carrie doesn't seem to like her place very well," said Minnie toher husband when the latter came out, paper in hand, to sit inthe dining-room a few minutes.。， "Yes, you'd better," returned Minnie. "You've got to get upearly, you know."
。， "S-s-t," said the other girl, bending over her work. The first,silenced, instantly assumed a solemn face. The foreman passedslowly along, eyeing each worker distinctly. The moment he wasgone, the conversation was resumed again.
。， The contagion of thought here demonstrated itself. While Hansonreally came for bread, the thought dwelt with him that now hewould see what Carrie was doing. No sooner did he draw near herwith that in mind than she felt it. Of course, she had nounderstanding of what put it into her head, but, nevertheless, itaroused in her the first shade of real antipathy to him. Sheknew now that she did not like him. He was suspicious.