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He stirred again and went on to another subject. At last he feltas if his good-humour must find some outlet. Julia was probablystill out of humour over that affair of this morning, but thatcould easily be straightened. As a matter of fact, she was inthe wrong, but he didn't care. She could go to Waukesha rightaway if she wanted to. The sooner the better. He would tell herthat as soon as he got a chance, and the whole thing would blowover.哔咔漫画社区日漫吗 "Me? No. I've always worked in a paper factory."
Then he folded it up and put it in his pocket.
"I will," said Carrie. "Really, I've been wanting to come. Iknow I ought to. It's a shame. But you know----"
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"I thought you were going to run off and leave me," she said.
"Do you want to hire any men?" inquired Hurstwood.
"I've been talking with a wholesale liquor company," he said. "Imay go on the road."
Carrie, however, was not to be reduced to the common level ofobservation which prevailed in the flat.
"How I'd like to go there. I crossed Halstead Street to-day,didn't I?"
He looked at her in such a peculiar way that she realised she hadfailed. It moved her to add: "I want to, though."
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