In a few minutes she was back and the purchase was closed.
From Partridge's they went to a shoe store, where Carrie was fitted for shoes.

Drouet stood by, and when he saw how nice they looked, said, "Wear them." Carrie shook her head, however.

She was thinking of running to the flat.

He brought her a purse for one thing and a pair of gloves for another, and let her buy the stockings.
"To-morrow," he said, "you come down here and buy yourself a skirt." In all of Carrie's actions there was a touch of misgiving.

The deeper she sank into the entanglement, the more she imagined that the thing hung upon the few remaining things she had not done.