At dinner Carrie felt a little nervous.

The strain of her own plans were considerable, and the feeling that she was not welcome here was strong.
"Didn't find anything, eh ?" said Hanson.
"No." He turned to his eating again, the thought that it was a burden to have her here dwelling in his mind.

She would have to go home, that was all.
Once she was away, there would be no more coming back in the spring.
Carrie was afraid of what she was going to do, but she was relieved to know that this condition was ending.

They would not care.

Hanson particularly would be glad when she went.