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　　Hurstwood felt the long-range examination and recognised thetype. Instinctively he felt that the man was a detective--thathe was being watched. He hurried across, pretending not tonotice, but in his mind was a world of thoughts. What wouldhappen now? What could these people do? He began to troubleconcerning the extradition laws. He did not understand themabsolutely. Perhaps he could be arrested. Oh, if Carrie shouldfind out! Montreal was too warm for him. He began to long to beout of it.

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have been ashelpless as Carrie--as helpless, as non-understanding, aspitiable, if you will, as she.
　　And it was distressing. He soon found that freedom from fear ofarrest was not the sine qua non of his existence. That dangerdissolved, the next necessity became the grievous thing. Thepaltry sum of thirteen hundred and some odd dollars set againstthe need of rent, clothing, food, and pleasure for years to comewas a spectacle little calculated to induce peace of mind in onewho had been accustomed to spend five times that sum in thecourse of a year. He thought upon the subject rather activelythe first few days he was in New York, and decided that he mustact quickly. As a consequence, he consulted the businessopportunities advertised in the morning papers and beganinvestigations on his own account.