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Chapter XL. A Public Dissension: A Final Appeal

           

           “Iwon’tapplyasamotorman,”heanswered.“Icanringupfaresallright.”

           “They’llwantmotormen,mostly.”

           “They’lltakeanybody;thatIknow.”

           Forseveralhourshearguedproandconwiththismentalcounsellor,feelingnoneedtoactatonceinamattersosureofprofit.

           Inthemorningheputonhisbestclothes,whichwerepoorenough,andbeganstirringabout,puttingsomebreadandmeatintoapageofanewspaper.Carriewatchedhim,interestedinthisnewmove.

           “Whereareyougoing?”sheasked.

           “OvertoBrooklyn,”heanswered.Then,seeingherstillinquisitive,headded:“IthinkIcangetonoverthere.”

           “Onthetrolleylines?”saidCarrie,astonished.

           “Yes,”herejoined.

           “Aren’tyouafraid?”sheasked.

           “Whatof?”heanswered.“Thepoliceareprotectingthem.”

           “Thepapersaidfourmenwerehurtyesterday.”

           “Yes,”hereturned;“butyoucan’tgobywhatthepaperssay.They’llrunthecarsallright.”

           Helookedratherdeterminednow,inadesolatesortofway,andCarriefeltverysorry.SomethingoftheoldHurstwoodwashere—theleastshadowofwhatwasonceshrewdandpleasantstrength.Outside,itwascloudyandblowingafewflakesofsnow.

           “Whatadaytogooverthere,”thoughtCarrie.

           Nowheleftbeforeshedid,whichwasaremarkablething,andtrampedeastwardtoFourteenthStreetandSixthAvenue,wherehetookthecar.HehadreadthatscoresofapplicantswereapplyingattheofficeoftheBrooklynCityRailroadbuildingandwerebeingreceived.

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