Carrie heard it, but it made only a slight impression.
"Could down and meet me to-morrow," he said, "and we'll go to the matinee.

Will you ?" Carrie protested a while, but acquiesced.
"You're not doing anything.

Get yourself a nice pair of shoes and a jacket." She scarcely gave a though to the complication which would trouble her when he was gone.

In his presence, she was of his own hopeful, easy-way-out mood.
"Don't you bother about those people out there," he said at parting.
"I'll help you." Carrie left him, feeling as though a great arm had slipped out before her to draw off trouble.

The money she had accepted was two soft, green, handsome ten dollar bills..