Then the other complications of love, desire, and opposition possessed him.
His thoughts fled on before him upon eagles' wings.

He could hardly wait until he should meet Carrie face to face.

What was the night, after all, without her--what the day?
She must and should be his.
For her part, Carrie had experienced a world of fancy and feeling since she had left him, the night before.

She had listened to Drouet's enthusiastic meanderings with much regard for that part which concerned herself, with very little for that which affected his own gain.

She kept him at such lengths as she could, because her thoughts were with her own triumph.