THE LURE OF THE SPIRIT--THE FLESH IN PURSUIT Passion in a man of Hurstwood's nature takes a vigorous form.

It is no musing, dreamy thing.

There is none of the tendency to sing outside of my lady's window--to languish and repine in the face of difficulties.

In the night he was long getting to sleep because of too much thinking, and in the morning he was early awake, seizing with alacrity upon the same dear subject and pursuing it with vigor.

He was out of sorts physically, as well as disordered mentally, for did he not delight in a new manner in his Carrie, and was not Drouet in the way?
Never was man more harassed than he by the thoughts of his love being held by the elated, flush-mannered drummer.