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日期:2020-08-10 18:21:38

1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  Chapter XXXIV
2.  "What's the matter there?" said the head porter. "Can't youhandle it?"
3.  "I call," he said.
4.  "We must give her a nice little send-off," said the manager."I'll look after the flowers."
5.  Playing in New York one evening on this her return, Carrie wasputting the finishing touches to her toilet before leaving forthe night, when a commotion near the stage door caught her ear.It included a familiar voice.
6.  The whole of this conversation was such a shock that, coming asit did after all the other worry of the past week, it sufficed toinduce a deep gloom and moral revulsion in Hurstwood. What hurthim most was the fact that he was being pursued as a thief. Hebegan to see the nature of that social injustice which sees butone side--often but a single point in a long tragedy. All thenewspapers noted but one thing, his taking the money. How andwherefore were but indifferently dealt with. All thecomplications which led up to it were unknown. He was accusedwithout being understood.


1.  "I guess I'll stand down at the door a little while." She couldscarcely prevent her voice from trembling.
2.  This entanglement made Carrie anxious for a change of some sort.Hurstwood did not seem to realise that she had a right toanything. He schemed to make what she earned cover all expenses,but seemed not to trouble over adding anything himself.
3.  "That would be good, wouldn't it?" she said, sympathetically.
4.  "You're so kind," observed Carrie.
5.  "Oh!" he exclaimed, pushing back from the table, as if to saymore, but letting it go at that. Then he picked up his paper.Carrie left her seat, containing herself with difficulty. He sawshe was hurt.
6.  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.


1.  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.
2.  A long silence.
3.  "Well, I tell you, he does it fine."
4.  "I wonder how the trains run?" he thought.
5.   He made her take it. She felt bound to him by a strange tie ofaffection now. They went out, and he walked with her far outsouth toward Polk Street, talking.
6.  "Oh, I don't know."


1.  Doing her simple part, Carrie gradually realised the meaning ofthe applause which was for her, and it was sweet. She feltmildly guilty of something--perhaps unworthiness. When herassociates addressed her in the wings she only smiled weakly.The pride and daring of place were not for her. It never oncecrossed her mind to be reserved or haughty--to be other than shehad been. After the performances she rode to her room with Lola,in a carriage provided.
2.  There had been something so personal, so subtle, in each meetingbetween them, both when Drouet was present and when he wasabsent, that Carrie could not speak of it without feeling a senseof difficulty. She was no talker. She could never arrange herthoughts in fluent order. It was always a matter of feeling withher, strong and deep. Each time there had been no sentence ofimportance which she could relate, and as for the glances andsensations, what woman would reveal them? Such things had neverbeen between her and Drouet. As a matter of fact, they couldnever be. She had been dominated by distress and theenthusiastic forces of relief which Drouet represented at anopportune moment when she yielded to him. Now she was persuadedby secret current feelings which Drouet had never understood.Hurstwood's glance was as effective as the spoken words of alover, and more. They called for no immediate decision, andcould not be answered.
3.  "Is Carrie down at the door again?" he asked.
4、  "That's good," he said. "Let's hear some of it."
5、  "Can you always get in another show?"




  • 翟鸿祥 08-09

      That same evening, Carrie, after reading, went off to the frontroom to bed. This was unusual. When Hurstwood decided to go, heretired, as usual, without a light. It was then that hediscovered Carrie's absence.

  • 董刚 08-09

      They were married by a Baptist minister, the first divine theyfound convenient.

  • 郑珠研 08-09

       "Well, I should think you'd feel better." Then she added: "Someone might call."

  • 雷闯 08-09

      "Come on, now, if you want to take your car," said an officer,opening the door and looking in.He walked out, feeling rather uncertain of himself. He was verycold and frightened.

  • 叶陈宁 08-08

    {  If one thinks that such thoughts do not come to so common a typeof mind--that such feelings require a higher mental development--I would urge for their consideration the fact that it is thehigher mental development that does away with such thoughts. Itis the higher mental development which induces philosophy andthat fortitude which refuses to dwell upon such things--refusesto be made to suffer by their consideration. The common type ofmind is exceedingly keen on all matters which relate to itsphysical welfare--exceedingly keen. It is the unintellectualmiser who sweats blood at the loss of a hundred dollars. It isthe Epictetus who smiles when the last vestige of physicalwelfare is removed.

  • 东条英教 08-07

      Hurstwood resolved a thousands things, Drouet as well. Theyjoined equally in the burst of applause which called Carrie out.Drouet pounded his hands until they ached. Then he jumped upagain and started out. As he went, Carrie came out, and, seeingan immense basket of flowers being hurried down the aisle towardher she waited. They were Hurstwood's. She looked toward themanager's box for a moment, caught his eye, and smiled. He couldhave leaped out of the box to enfold her. He forgot the need ofcircumspectness which his married state enforced. He almostforgot that he had with him in the box those who knew him. Bythe Lord, he would have that lovely girl if it took his all. Hewould act at once. This should be the end of Drouet, and don'tyou forget it. He would not wait another day. The drummershould not have her.}

  • 刘永培 08-07

      "Now," he said, getting Carrie and himself comfortably settled,"what will you have?"

  • 鲁比森 08-07

      "All right," he answered, softly. "I'll give it back to you someday."

  • 柳安 08-06

       "He couldn't hurt you," she returned. "You might have some funwith him."

  • 方文建 08-04

    {  "Get out," said the drummer, lightly. "He hasn't called morethan half a dozen times since we've been here."

  • 冯月 08-04

      "Have you ever worked at anything before?" he inquired.