She thought, but made no sign.
Hurstwood thought he saw a shade of compliance in this.

He redoubled his ardor.
"Think," he said, "what I've given up.

I can't go back to Chicago any more.

I've got to stay away and live alone now, if you don't come with me.

You won't go back on me entirely, will you, Carrie ?" "I don't want you to talk to me," she answered forcibly.
Hurstwood kept silent for a while.
Carrie felt the train to be slowing down.