At half-past five she reached home, and at six her determination was hardened.
"So you didn't get it ?" said Minnie, referring to Carrie's story of the Boston Store.
Carrie looked at her out of the corner of her eye.

"No," she answered.
"I don't think you'd better try any more this fall," said Minnie.
Carrie said nothing.
When Hanson came home he wore the same inscrutable demeanor.

He washed in silence and went off to read his paper.

At dinner Carrie felt a little nervous.

The strain of her own plans was 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 though that it was a burden to have her here dwelling in his mind.