《亨利与琼》电影busy hourswere over, they were laid off. Worst of all, no man might knowwhen he was going to get a car. He must come to the barns in themorning and wait around in fair and foul weather until such timeas he was needed. Two trips were an average reward for so muchwaiting--a little over three hours' work for fifty cents. Thework of waiting was not counted.

　　No more weakly looking object ever strolled out into the springsunshine than the once hale, lusty manager. All his corpulencyhad fled. His face was thin and pale, his hands white, his bodyflabby. Clothes and all, he weighed but one hundred and thirty-five pounds. Some old garments had been given him--a cheap browncoat and misfit pair of trousers. Also some change and advice.He was told to apply to the charities.

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　　"Oh, yes," returned Carrie, vacantly, trying to arrange thiscurious proposition in her mind.
　　Once he paused in an aimless, incoherent sort of way and lookedthrough the windows of an imposing restaurant, before whichblazed a fire sign, and through the large, plate windows of whichcould be seen the red and gold decorations, the palms, the whitenapery, and shining glassware, and, above all, the comfortablecrowd. Weak as his mind had become, his hunger was sharp enoughto show the importance of this. He stopped stock still, hisfrayed trousers soaking in the slush, and peered foolishly in.