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　　"You get ready now, will you," he said, "at once?"

　　It must not be thought that any one could have mistaken her for anervous, sensitive, high-strung nature, cast unduly upon a cold,calculating, and unpoetic world. Such certainly she was not. Butwomen are peculiarly sensitive to their adornment.

　　On the way he met a comfortable-looking gentleman, coming, clean-shaven, out of a fine barber shop.

　　"Been home yet?" finally asked Hurstwood.

　　"Did she see you?" she asked, expressing her full despair.This cut Hurstwood like a whip, and made him sullen.

　　"I'll go now," he said to Carrie, coming toward her and holdingout his hands, but she did not move to take them.

　　Carrie was afraid of what she was going to do, but she wasrelieved to know that this condition was ending. They would notcare. Hanson particularly would be glad when she went. He wouldnot care what became of her.

　　Hurstwood put his hands, red from cold, down in his pockets.Tears came into his eyes.

　　"Well, I have an engagement with a friend upstairs. I'll leaveyou. So long."