白色月光的大结局 Chapter XII
He was thinking all the time that the subject of his desire wasbeing delayed. He was anxious to turn the talk to his ownfeelings. All was ripe for it. His Carrie was beside him. Hewanted to plunge in and expostulate with her, and yet he foundhimself fishing for words and feeling for a way.白色月光的大结局 "I don't know," she snapped.
"That's Jules Wallace, the spiritualist."
"Isn't that clever?" he said, handing it to her and showing herhow it worked. "You never saw anything like that before."
Not long after this Mrs. Hurstwood came with a similarproposition, only it was to a matinee this time.
"Certainly," cried Lola.
"I know," said Carrie.
"Made a lot of money in his time, though, hasn't he?"
People turned to look after him, so uncouth was his shamblingfigure. Several officers followed him with their eyes, to seethat he did not beg of anybody.
That very evening, however, on going into the theatre, one of thechorus girls passed her all newly arrayed in a pretty mottledtweed suit, which took Carrie's eye. The young woman wore a finebunch of violets and seemed in high spirits. She smiled atCarrie good-naturedly as she passed, showing pretty, even teeth,and Carrie smiled back.
Chapter XXI
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