Here was a moral complication of which he could not possibly get the ends.

Hurstwood would laugh at him for being a fickle boy.

He would laugh with Hurstwood.

Carrie would never hear, his present companion at table would never know, and yet he could not help feeling that he was getting the worst of it--there was some faint stigma attached, and he was not guilty.

He broke up the dinner by becoming dull, and saw his companion on her car.