He was like the Emperor of China, who sat glorying in himself, unaware that his fairest provinces were being wrested from him.
"Well, you have saved me a dreary evening," returned Hurstwood.
"Good-night." He took Carrie's little hand, and a current of feeling Swept from one to the other.
"I'm so tried," said Carrie, leaning back in the car when Drouet began to talk.
"Well, you rest a little while I smoke," he said, rising and then he foolishly went to the forward platform of the Car and left the game as it stood..