Then he went to the door.

"I can't pay you anything on that to-day," he said, mildly.
"Well, when can you ?" said the grocer.
"Not before Saturday, anyhow," said Hurstwood.
"Huh!" returned the grocer.

"This is fine.

I must have that.

I need the money." Carrie was standing farther back in the room, hearing it all.