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PinkMonkey Digital Library-Sister Carrie by Theodore Dreiser


His first inclination was to be elated, and he confided to Carrie
that he thought he had made an excellent arrangement. Time,
however, introduced food for reflection. He found his partner to
be very disagreeable. Frequently he was the worse for liquor,
which made him surly. This was the last thing which Hurstwood
was used to in business. Besides, the business varied. It was
nothing like the class of patronage which he had enjoyed in
Chicago. He found that it would take a long time to make friends.
These people hurried in and out without seeking the pleasures of
friendship. It was no gathering or lounging place. Whole days and
weeks passed, without one such hearty greeting as he had been
wont to enjoy every day in Chicago.

For another thing, Hurstwood missed the celebrities-those well-
dressed, elite individuals who lend grace to the average bars and
bring news from far-off and exclusive circles. He did not see one
such in a month. Evenings, when still at his post, he would
occasionally read in the evening papers incidents concerning
celebrities whom he knew-whom he had drunk a glass with many
a time. They would visit a bar like Fitzgerald and Moyís in
Chicago, or the Hoffman House, uptown, but he knew that he
would never see them down here.

Again, the business did not pay as well as he thought. It increased
a little, but he found he would have to watch his household
expenses, which was humiliating.

In the very beginning it was a delight to go home late at night, as
he did, and find Carrie. He managed to run up and take dinner
with her between six and

seven, and to remain home until nine oíclock in the morning, but
the novelty of this waned after a time, and he began to feel the
drag of his duties.

The first month had scarcely passed before Carrie said in a very
natural way: "I think Iíll go down this week and buy a dress."

"What kind?" said Hurstwood.

"Oh, something for street wear."

"All right," he answered, smiling, although he noted mentally that
it would be more agreeable to his finances if she didnít. Nothing
was said about it the next day, but the following morning he
asked:

"Have you done anything about your dress?"

"Not yet," said Carrie.

He paused a few moments, as if in thought, and then said:

"Would you mind putting it off a few days?"

"No," replied Carrie, who did not catch the drift of his remarks.
She had never thought of him in connection with money troubles
before. "Why?"

"Well, Iíll tell you," said Hurstwood. "This investment of mine is
taking a lot of money just now. I expect to get it all back shortly,
but just at present I am running close."

"Oh!" answered Carrie. "Why, certainly, dear. Why didnít you tell
me before?"

"It wasnít necessary," said Hurstwood.

For all her acquiescence, there was something about the way
Hurstwood spoke which reminded Carrie of Drouet and his little
deal which he was always about to put through. It was only the
thought of a second, but it was a beginning. It was something new
in her thinking of Hurstwood.

Other things followed from time to time, little things of the same
sort, which in their cumulative effect were eventually equal to a
full revelation. Carrie was not dull by any means. Two persons
cannot long dwell together without coming to an understanding of
one another. The mental difficulties of an individual reveal
themselves whether he voluntarily confesses them or not. Trouble
gets in the air and contributes gloom, which speaks for itself.
Hurstwood dressed as nicely as usual, but they were the same
clothes he had in Canada. Carrie noticed that he did not install a
large wardrobe, though his own was anything but large. She
noticed, also, that he did not suggest many amusements, said
nothing about the food, seemed concerned about his business.
This was not the easy Hurstwood of Chicago-not the liberal,
opulent Hurstwood she had known. The change was too obvious
to escape detection.
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