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"Is he?" said Carrie, thinking of the short month that still remained until that time. "Would you mind helping me out until then?" he said appealingly. "I think I’ll be all right after that time." "No," said Carrie, feeling sadly handicapped by fate. "We can get along if we economise. I’ll pay you back all right." "Oh, I’ll help you," said Carrie, feeling quite hard-hearted at thus forcing him to humbly appeal, and yet her desire for the benefit of her earnings wrung a faint protest from her. "Why don’t you take anything, George, temporarily?" she said. "What difference does it make? Maybe, after a while, you’ll get something better." "I will take anything," he said, relieved, and wincing under reproof. "I’d just as leave dig on the streets. Nobody knows me here." "Oh, you needn’t do that," said Carrie, hurt by the pity of it. "But there must be other things." "I’ll get something!" he said, assuming determination. Then he went back to his paper. |
