been here."

"Aw, I haven't anything of the kind," he answered.

Carrie walked over to the door.

"Where are you going?" he said, stepping over and heading her
off.

"Let me out," she said.

"Where are you going?" he repeated.

He was, above all, sympathetic, and the sight of Carrie wandering
out, he knew not where, affected him, despite his grievance.

Carrie merely pulled at the door.

The strain of the situation was too much for her, however. She
made one more vain effort and then burst into tears.

"Now, be reasonable, Cad," said Drouet gently. "What do you want
to rush out for this way? You haven't any place to go. Why not
stay here now and be quiet? I'll not bother you. I don't want to
stay here any longer."

Carrie had gone sobbing from the door to the window. She was so
overcome she could not speak.

"Be reasonable now," he said. "I don't want to hold you. You