Why don't you let her head that line ?" "I will," said the man.
"Just do that.

She'll look better there than the woman you've got." "All right.

I will do that," said the master.
The next evening Carrie was called out, much as if for an error.
"You lead your company to night," said the master.
"Yes, sir," said Carrie.
"Put snap into it," he added.

"We must have snap." "Yes, sir," replied Carrie.
Astonished at this change, she thought that the heretofore leader must be ill; but when she saw her in the line, with a distinct expression of something unfavorable in her eye, she began to think that perhaps it was merit.
She had a chic way of tossing her head to one side, and holding her arms as if for action--not listlessly.

In front of the line this showed up even more effectually.
"That girl knows how to carry herself," said the manager, another evening.