Сестра Керри

Chapter VII. The Lure Of The Material: Beauty Speaks For Itself

           I’lltellyouwhatyoudo.Yousayyoucan’twearthemoutthere.Whydon’tyourentafurnishedroomandleavetheminthatforaweek?”

           Carrieshookherhead.Likeallwomen,shewastheretoobjectandbeconvinced.Itwasforhimtobrushthedoubtsawayandclearthepathifhecould.“Whyareyougoinghome?”heasked.

           “Oh,Ican’tgetanythinghere.”

           “Theywon’tkeepyou?”heremarked,intuitively.

           “Theycan’t,”saidCarrie.

           “I’lltellyouwhatyoudo,”hesaid.“Youcomewithme.I’lltakecareofyou.”

           Carrieheardthispassively.Thepeculiarstatewhichshewasinmadeitsoundlikethewelcomebreathofanopendoor.Drouetseemedofherownspiritandpleasing.Hewasclean,handsome,well-dressed,andsympathetic.Hisvoicewasthevoiceofafriend.

           “WhatcanyoudobackatColumbiaCity?”hewenton,rousingbythewordsinCarrie’smindapictureofthedullworldshehadleft.“Thereisn’tanythingdownthere.Chicago’stheplace.Youcangetaniceroomhereandsomeclothes,andthenyoucandosomething.”

           Carrielookedoutthroughthewindowintothebusystreet.Thereitwas,theadmirable,greatcity,sofinewhenyouarenotpoor.Anelegantcoach,withaprancingpairofbays,passedby,carryinginitsupholstereddepthsayounglady.

           “Whatwillyouhaveifyougoback?”askedDrouet.Therewasnosubtleundercurrenttothequestion.Heimaginedthatshewouldhavenothingatallofthethingshethoughtworthwhile.

           Carriesatstill,lookingout.Shewaswonderingwhatshecoulddo.Theywouldbeexpectinghertogohomethisweek.

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