They seemed satisfied with their lot, and were in a sense "common." Carrie had more imagination than they.

She was not used to slang.

Her instinct in the matter of dress was naturally better.

She disliked to listen to the girl next to her, who was rather hardened by experience.
"I'm going to quit this," she heard her remark to her neighbour.

"What with the stipend and being up late, it's too much for me health." They were free with the fellows, young and old, about the place, and exchanged banter in rude phrases, which at first shocked her.