Goodwin,
Harris?”
“No,” said
the person
addressed.
“What was
it?” “Made
quite a
curtain
address at
Hooley’s
last
night.
Better
look it
up.”
Harris
reached
over to a
table and
began to
look for
the
“Herald.”
“What is
it?” said
the
manager to
Carrie,
apparently
noticing
her for
the first
time. He
thought he
was going
to be held
up for
free
tickets.
Carrie
summoned
up all her
courage,
which was
little at
best. She
realized
that she
was a
