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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  The train clacked through the yards along the lake front, and ranrather slowly to Twenty-fourth Street. Brakes and signals werevisible without. The engine gave short calls with its whistle,and frequently the bell rang. Several brakemen came through,bearing lanterns. They were locking the vestibules and puttingthe cars in order for a long run.
2.  The conversation changed to a book that was having its vogue atthe time--"Moulding a Maiden," by Albert Ross. Mrs. Vance hadread it. Vance had seen it discussed in some of the papers.
3.  She made no answer, but he felt his victory.
4.  "Is it in Chicago?" she asked nervously. They were now farbeyond the city limits, and the train was scudding across theIndiana line at a great rate.
5.  "Very good," returned Hurstwood, "only it's the same old thing,'Rip Van Winkle.'"
6.  "Yes," he said, without even looking up from the evening paper hehad bought.


1.  "Explain," said Mr. Bamberger, giving a modified imitation.
2.  At this moment Hurstwood stood before a dirty four story buildingin a side street quite near the Bowery, whose one-time coat ofbuff had been changed by soot and rain. He mingled with a crowdof men--a crowd which had been, and was still, gathering bydegrees.
3.  "Is it in Chicago?" she asked nervously. They were now farbeyond the city limits, and the train was scudding across theIndiana line at a great rate.
4.  It would be the same with each one, only Vance essayed to orderfor all, inviting counsel and suggestions. Carrie studied thecompany with open eyes. So this was high life in New York. Itwas so that the rich spent their days and evenings. Her poorlittle mind could not rise above applying each scene to allsociety. Every fine lady must be in the crowd on Broadway in theafternoon, in the theatre at the matinee, in the coaches anddining-halls at night. It must be glow and shine everywhere,with coaches waiting, and footmen attending, and she was out ofit all. In two long years she had never even been in such aplace as this.
5.  She was beginning to see now that he knew something. Instantlyshe drew herself into a more reserved position. Her cheeksblanched slightly.
6.  "I wish you hadn't said that, Pearl. You know the old proverb,'Call a maid by a married name.'"


1.  "Yes. Sometimes you get a little more. This show doesn't payvery much."
2.  "Away from here," shouted an officer, hastening to the rescue,and adding, of course, the usual oaths.
3.  The first of next week was some days off yet. The first of themonth was drawing near. Carrie began to worry as she had neverworried before.
4.  "She oughtn't to be thinking about spending her money on theatresalready, do you think?" he said.
5.   "I guess we'd better move right away, don't you think so?" sheobserved to Lola, thinking of the commonplace chamber inSeventeenth Street.
6.  Drouet heightened her opinion on this and allied subjects in sucha manner as to weaken her power of resisting their influence. Itis so easy to do this when the thing opined is in the line ofwhat we desire. In his hearty way, he insisted upon her goodlooks. He looked at her admiringly, and she took it at its fullvalue. Under the circumstances, she did not need to carryherself as pretty women do. She picked that knowledge up fastenough for herself. Drouet had a habit, characteristic of hiskind, of looking after stylishly dressed or pretty women on thestreet and remarking upon them. He had just enough of thefeminine love of dress to be a good judge--not of intellect, butof clothes. He saw how they set their little feet, how theycarried their chins, with what grace and sinuosity they swungtheir bodies. A dainty, self-conscious swaying of the hips by awoman was to him as alluring as the glint of rare wine to atoper. He would turn and follow the disappearing vision with hiseyes. He would thrill as a child with the unhindered passionthat was in him. He loved the thing that women love inthemselves, grace. At this, their own shrine, he knelt withthem, an ardent devotee.


1.  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.
2.  "Whom did you play with?"
3.  "I have a room-mate," she added, "who will have to go wherever Ido. I forgot about that."
4、  In this fashion, September went by.
5、  She decided to stop in at the Madison Square Theatre and ask howto find the theatrical agents. This seemed the sensible way.Accordingly, when she reached that theatre she applied to theclerk at the box office.




  • 鲁蓬 08-07

      "Carrie," she called, "Carrie," but her own voice sounded faraway, and the strange waters were blurring everything. She cameaway suffering as though she had lost something. She was moreinexpressibly sad than she had ever been in life.

  • 狄娜 08-07

      "No, I didn't want to ask," said Carrie. "I guess they paytwelve or fourteen dollars a week."

  • 韦格曼 08-07

       "Now, who the deuce do I know?" asked the drummer reflectively,scratching his rosy ear. "I don't know any one that knowsanything about amateur theatricals."

  • 莫建芳 08-07

      "I think," he said, as he spruced around their chambers the nextmorning, preparatory to going down town, "that I'll straightenout that little deal of mine this month and then we'll getmarried. I was talking with Mosher about that yesterday."

  • 伊柳 08-06

    {  "Now, Mrs. Morgan," said the director to one young married womanwho was to take the part of Pearl, "you sit here. Now, Mr.Bamberger, you stand here, so. Now, what is it you say?"

  • 周汝珍 08-05

      The play was one of those drawing-room concoctions in whichcharmingly overdressed ladies and gentlemen suffer the pangs oflove and jealousy amid gilded surroundings. Such bon-mots areever enticing to those who have all their days longed for suchmaterial surroundings and have never had them gratified. Theyhave the charm of showing suffering under ideal conditions. Whowould not grieve upon a gilded chair? Who would not suffer amidperfumed tapestries, cushioned furniture, and liveried servants?Grief under such circumstances becomes an enticing thing. Carrielonged to be of it. She wanted to take her sufferings, whateverthey were, in such a world, or failing that, at least to simulatethem under such charming conditions upon the stage. So affectedwas her mind by what she had seen, that the play now seemed anextraordinarily beautiful thing. She was soon lost in the worldit represented, and wished that she might never return. Betweenthe acts she studied the galaxy of matinee attendants in frontrows and boxes, and conceived a new idea of the possibilities ofNew York. She was sure she had not seen it all--that the citywas one whirl of pleasure and delight.}

  • 范启椿 08-05

      "Won't you come away from him?" he asked, intensely.

  • 杨艳娜 08-05

      "Do you find these satisfactory?" observed Mr. Withers.

  • 约翰·伊斯科特 08-04

       Later, however, his old discretion asserted itself. Somethinghad to be done. A climax was near and she would not sit idle.He knew her well enough to know that when she had decided upon aplan she would follow it up. Possibly matters would go into alawyer's hands at once.

  • 依维柯 08-02

    {  At breakfast he found himself without an appetite. The meat towhich he helped himself remained on his plate untouched. Hiscoffee grew cold, while he scanned the paper indifferently. Hereand there he read a little thing, but remembered nothing.Jessica had not yet come down. His wife sat at one end of thetable revolving thoughts of her own in silence. A new servanthad been recently installed and had forgot the napkins. On thisaccount the silence was irritably broken by a reproof.

  • 比尔盖茨 08-02

      Besides, he had the disagreeable fear of meeting old-timefriends, ever since one such encounter which he made shortlyafter his arrival in the city. It was in Broadway that he saw aman approaching him whom he knew. There was no time forsimulating non-recognition. The exchange of glances had been toosharp, the knowledge of each other too apparent. So the friend,a buyer for one of the Chicago wholesale houses, felt, perforce,the necessity of stopping.