Oh, but you're a little daisy!" Carrie's eyes flamed with the light of achievement.
"Did I do all right ?" "Did you?
Well, I guess.

Didn't you hear the applause ?" There was some faint sound of clapping yet.
"I thought I got it something like--I felt it." Just then Hurstwood came in.

Instinctively he felt the change in Drouet.
He saw that the drummer was near to Carrie, and jealousy leaped alight in his bosom.

In a flash of thought, he reproached himself for having sent him back.

Also, he hated him as an intruder.