She didn't know exactly what to answer.

"I don't know," she answered.
He took his lower lip between his teeth for a moment, and then let it go.

He stopped by the walk side and kicked the grass with his toe.

He searched her face with a tender, appealing glance.
"Won't you come away from him ?" he asked, intensely.
"I don't know," returned Carrie, still illogically drifting and finding nothing at which to catch.
As a matter of fact, she was in a most hopeless quandary.

Here was a man whom she thoroughly liked, who exercised an influence over her, sufficient almost to delude her into the belief that she was possessed of a lively passion for him.