He was not looking after her at all.

She was depending for her enjoyment upon the Vances.
And now the latter announced that they were going away.

It was approaching spring, and they were going North.
"Oh, yes," said Mrs.Vance to Carrie, "we think we might as well give up the flat and store our things.

We'll be gone for the summer, and it would be a useless expense.

I think we'll settle a little farther down town when we come back." Carrie heard this with genuine sorrow.