I'll tell you what you do.

You rent a furnished room and leave them in that for a week ?" Carrie shook her head.

Like all women, she was there to object and be convinced.

It was for him to brush the doubts away and clear the path if he could.
"Why are you going home ?" he asked.
"Oh, I can't get anything here." "They won't keep you ?" he remarked, intuitively.
"They can't," said Carrie.
"I'll tell you what you do," he said.

"You come with me.