If he had that and Carrie.

He rose up and stood stock-still, looking at the floor.
"What about it ?" his mind asked, and for answer he put his hand slowly up and scratched his head.
The manager was no fool to be led blindly away by such an errant proposition as this, but his situation was peculiar.

Wine was in his veins.

It had crept up into his head and given him a warm view of the situation.

It also colored the possibilities of ten thousand for him.