"I count that clever playing for a beginner." The latter laughed gleefully as she saw the hand coming her way.

It was as if she were invincible when Hurstwood helped her.
He did not look at her often.

When he did, it was with a mild light in his eye.

Not a shade was there of anything save geniality and kindness.
He took back the shifty, clever gleam, and replaced it with one of innocence.

Carrie could not guess but that it was pleasure with him in the immediate thing.