Then he went to the door

  • Wait as he did, however, Carrie did not come.  From pottering
    around among the drawers, in momentary expectation of her arrival
    he changed to looking out of the window, and from that to resting
    himself in the rocking-chair.  Still no Carrie.  He began to grow
    restless and lit a cigar.  After that he walked the floor.  Then
    he looked out of the window and saw clouds gathering.  He
    remembered an appointment at three.  He began to think that it
    would be useless to wait discount oakleys, and got hold of his umbrella and light
    coat, intending to take these things, any way.  It would scare
    her, he hoped.  To-morrow he would come back for the others.  He
    would find out how things stood.

    As he started to go he felt truly sorry that he had missed her.
    There was a little picture of her on the wall, showing her
    arrayed in the little jacket he had first bought her--her face a
    little more wistful than he had seen it lately.  He was really
    touched by it, and looked into the eyes of it with a rather rare
    feeling for him.

    "You didn't do me right fake oakley sunglasses, Cad," he said, as if he were addressing
    her in the flesh.

    Then he went to the door, took a good look around and went out.

    It was not long, however, before the old worry was back for
    consideration, and with it what weariness! He thought of the
    morrow and the suit.  He had done nothing, and here was the
    afternoon slipping away.  It was now a quarter of four.  At five
    the attorneys would have gone home.  He still had the morrow
    until noon.  Even as he thought replica oakley sunglasses, the last fifteen minutes passed
    away and it was five.  Then he abandoned the thought of seeing
    them any more that day and turned to Carrie.

    It is to be observed that the man did not justify himself to
    himself.  He was not troubling about that.  His whole thought was
    the possibility of persuading Carrie.  Nothing was wrong in that.
    He loved her dearly.  Their mutual happiness depended upon it.
    Would that Drouet were only away!