A PET OF GOOD FORTUNE--BROADWAY FLAUNTS ITS JOYS
The effect of the city and his own situation on Hurstwood was paralleled in the case of Carrie, who accepted the things which fortune provided with the most genial good-nature.New York, despite her first expression of disapproval, soon interested her exceedingly.Its clear atmosphere, more populous thoroughfares, and peculiar indifference struck her forcibly.She had never seen such a little flat as hers, and yet it soon enlisted her affection.The new furniture made an excellent showing, the sideboard which Hurstwood himself arranged gleamed brightly.The furniture for each room was appropriate, and in the so-called parlour, or front room, was installed a piano, because Carrie said she would like to learn to play.She kept a servant and developed rapidly in household tactics and information.For the first time in her life she felt settled, and somewhat justified in the eyes of society as she conceived of it.Her thoughts were merry and innocent enough.For a long while she concerned herself over the arrangement of New York flats, and wondered at ten families living in one building and all remaining strange and indifferent to each other.She also marvelled at the whistles of the hundreds of vessels in the harbour--the long, low cries of the Sound steamers and ferry-boats when fog was on.The mere fact that these things spoke from the sea made them wonderful.
She looked much at what she could see of the Hudson from her west windows and of the great city building up rapidly on either hand.
It was much to ponder over, and sufficed to entertain her for more than a year without becoming stale.
For another thing, Hurstwood was exceedingly interesting in his affection for her.Troubled as he was, he never exposed his difficulties to her.He carried himself with the same self-
important air, took his new state with easy familiarity, and rejoiced in Carrie's proclivities and successes.Each evening he arrived promptly to dinner, and found the little dining-room a most inviting spectacle.In a way, the smallness of the room added to its luxury.It looked full and replete.The white-
covered table was arrayed with pretty dishes and lighted with a four-armed candelabra, each light of which was topped with a red shade.Between Carrie and the girl the steaks and chops came out all right, and canned goods did the rest for a while.Carrie studied the art of ****** biscuit, and soon reached the stage where she could show a plate of light, palatable morsels for her labour.
In this manner the second, third, and fourth months passed.
Winter came, and with it a feeling that indoors was best, so that the attending of theatres was not much talked of.Hurstwood made great efforts to meet all expenditures without a show of feeling one way or the other.He pretended that he was reinvesting his money in strengthening the business for greater ends in the future.He contented himself with a very moderate allowance of personal apparel, and rarely suggested anything for Carrie.Thus the first winter passed.
In the second year, the business which Hurstwood managed did increase somewhat.He got out of it regularly the $150 per month which he had anticipated.Unfortunately, by this time Carrie had reached certain conclusions, and he had scraped up a few acquaintances.
Being of a passive and receptive rather than an active and aggressive nature, Carrie accepted the situation.Her state seemed satisfactory enough.Once in a while they would go to a theatre together, occasionally in season to the beaches and different points about the city, but they picked up no acquaintances.Hurstwood naturally abandoned his show of fine manners with her and modified his attitude to one of easy familiarity.There were no misunderstandings, no apparent differences of opinion.In fact, without money or visiting friends, he led a life which could neither arouse jealousy nor comment.Carrie rather sympathised with his efforts and thought nothing upon her lack of entertainment such as she had enjoyed in Chicago.New York as a corporate entity and her flat temporarily seemed sufficient.
However, as Hurstwood's business increased, he, as stated, began to pick up acquaintances.He also began to allow himself more clothes.He convinced himself that his home life was very precious to him, but allowed that he could occasionally stay away from dinner.The first time he did this he sent a message saying that he would be detained.Carrie ate alone, and wished that it might not happen again.The second time, also, he sent word, but at the last moment.The third time he forgot entirely and explained afterwards.These events were months apart, each.
"Where were you, George?" asked Carrie, after the first absence.
"Tied up at the office," he said genially."There were some accounts I had to straighten."
"I'm sorry you couldn't get home," she said kindly."I was fixing to have such a nice dinner."
The second time he gave a similar excuse, but the third time the feeling about it in Carrie's mind was a little bit out of the ordinary.
"I couldn't get home," he said, when he came in later in the evening, "I was so busy."
"Couldn't you have sent me word?" asked Carrie.
"I meant to," he said, "but you know I forgot it until it was too late to do any good."
"And I had such a good dinner!" said Carrie.
Now, it so happened that from his observations of Carrie he began to imagine that she was of the thoroughly domestic type of mind.
He really thought, after a year, that her chief expression in life was finding its natural channel in household duties.
