禁漫天堂讨论多吗　　They ran the car to the end and both got off. Hurstwood wentinto the barn and sought a car step, pulling out his paper-wrapped lunch from his pocket. There was no water and the breadwas dry, but he enjoyed it. There was no ceremony about dining.He swallowed and looked about, contemplating the dull, homelylabour of the thing. It was disagreeable--miserablydisagreeable--in all its phases. Not because it was bitter, butbecause it was hard. It would be hard to any one, he thought.

　　Also, he had been wont to pay fifteen cents for a shave, and atip of ten cents. In his first distress, he cut down the tip tofive, then to nothing. Later, he tried a ten-cent barber shop,and, finding that the shave was satisfactory, patronisedregularly. Later still, he put off shaving to every other day,then to every third, and so on, until once a week became therule. On Saturday he was a sight to see.

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　　Hurstwood glanced over his paper rather gayly. He seemed to havelost a load.
　　He bestirred himself about some other details and Carrie rockedon.