Сестра Керрі

Chapter XI. The Persuasion Of Fashion: Feeling Guards O’er Its Own

           Suchachancehalf-hourwithanoldfriendmustnothaveanythingmoreattachedtoitthanitreallywarranted.

           Forthefirsttimehewastroubled.Herewasamoralcomplicationofwhichhecouldnotpossiblygettheends.Hurstwoodwouldlaughathimforbeingafickleboy.HewouldlaughwithHurstwood.Carriewouldneverhear,hispresentcompanionattablewouldneverknow,andyethecouldnothelpfeelingthathewasgettingtheworstofit—therewassomefaintstigmaattached,andhewasnotguilty.Hebrokeupthedinnerbybecomingdull,andsawhiscompaniononhercar.Thenhewenthome.

           “Hehasn’ttalkedtomeaboutanyoftheselaterflames,”thoughtHurstwoodtohimself.“HethinksIthinkhecaresforthegirloutthere.”

           “HeoughtnottothinkI’mknockingaround,sinceIhavejustintroducedhimoutthere,”thoughtDrouet.

           “Isawyou,”Hurstwoodsaid,genially,thenexttimeDrouetdriftedintohispolishedresort,fromwhichhecouldnotstayaway.Heraisedhisforefingerindicatively,asparentsdotochildren.

           “AnoldacquaintanceofminethatIranintojustasIwascomingupfromthestation,”explainedDrouet.“Sheusedtobequiteabeauty.”

           “Stillattractsalittle,eh?”returnedtheother,affectingtojest.

           “Oh,no,”saidDrouet,“justcouldn’tescapeherthistime.”

           “Howlongareyouhere?”askedHurstwood.

           “Onlyafewdays.”

           “Youmustbringthegirldownandtakedinnerwithme,”hesaid.“I’mafraidyoukeephercoopedupoutthere.I’llgetaboxforJoeJefferson.”

           “Notme,”answeredthedrummer.“SureI’llcome.

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