THE SPIRIT AWAKENS--NEW SEARCH FOR THE GATE It would be useless to explain how in due time the last fifty dollars was in sight.

The seven hundred, by his process of handling, had only carried them into June.

Before the final hundred mark was reached he began to indicate that a calamity was approaching.
"I don't know," he said one day, taking a trivial expenditure for meat as a text, "it seems to take an awful lot for us to live." "It doesn't seem to me," said Carrie, "that we spend very much." "My money is nearly gone," he said, "and I hardly know where it's gone to." "All that seven hundred dollars ?" asked Carrie.
"All but a hundred." He looked so disconsolate that it scared her.

She began to see that she herself had been drifting.

She had felt it all the time.
"Well, George," she exclaimed, "why don't you get out and look for something?
You could find something." "I have looked," he said.