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Chapter XXXIV. The Grind Of The Millstones: A Sample Of Chaff

           

           Carriesmiledinanswertohishumour.

           Hurstwoodglancedoverhispaperrathergayly.Heseemedtohavelostaload.

           “I’llgodownforalittlewhile,”hesaidafterbreakfast,“andthenI’lllookaround.To-morrowI’llspendthewholedaylookingabout.IthinkIcangetsomething,nowthisthing’soffmyhands.”

           Hewentoutsmilingandvisitedtheplace.Shaughnessywasthere.Theyhadmadeallarrangementstoshareaccordingtotheirinterests.When,however,hehadbeenthereseveralhours,goneoutthreemore,andreturned,hiselationhaddeparted.Asmuchashehadobjectedtotheplace,nowthatitwasnolongertoexist,hefeltsorry.Hewishedthatthingsweredifferent.

           Shaughnessywascoollybusinesslike.

           “Well,”hesaidatfiveo’clock,“wemightaswellcountthechangeanddivide.”

           Theydidso.Thefixtureshadalreadybeensoldandthesumdivided.

           “Good-night,”saidHurstwoodatthefinalmoment,inalastefforttobegenial.

           “Solong,”saidShaughnessy,scarcelydeigninganotice.

           ThustheWarrenStreetarrangementwaspermanentlyconcluded.

           Carriehadpreparedagooddinnerattheflat,butafterhisrideup,Hurstwoodwasinasolemnandreflectivemood.

           “Well?”saidCarrie,inquisitively.

           “I’moutofthat,”heanswered,takingoffhiscoat.

           Asshelookedathim,shewonderedwhathisfinancialstatewasnow.Theyateandtalkedalittle.

           “Willyouhaveenoughtobuyinanywhereelse?”askedCarrie.

           “No,”hesaid.“I’llhavetogetsomethingelseandsaveup.

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