He would go to her and tell her all his family complications.
He would explain to her just where he stood and how much he needed her.
Surely she couldn't go back on him now?
It wasn't possible.

He would plead until her anger would melt-until she would forgive him.
Suddenly he thought: "Supposing she isn't out there--suppose she has gone ?" He was forced to take his feet.

It was too much to think of and sit still.
Nevertheless, his rousing availed him nothing.
On Tuesday it was the same way.

He did manage to bring himself into the mood to go out to Carrie, but when he got in Ogden Place he thought he saw a man watching him and went away.

He did not go within a block of the house.
One of the galling incidents of this visit was that he came back on a Randolph Street car, and without noticing arrived almost opposite the building of the concern with which his son was connected.