"What difference does it make?
Maybe, after a while, you'll get something better." "I will take anything," he said, relieved, and wincing under reproof.
"I'd just as leave dig on the streets.

Nobody knows me here." "Oh, you needn't do that," said Carrie, hurt by the pity of it.

"But there must be other things." "I'll get something!" he said, assuming determination.
Then he went back to his paper..