Chapter XXV When Hurstwood got back to his office again he was
in a greater quandary than ever.  Lord, Lord, he thought, what
had he got into? How could things have taken such a violent
turn, and so quickly? He could hardly realise how it had all
come about.  It seemed a monstrous, unnatural, unwarranted
condition which had suddenly descended upon him without his let
or hindrance.     Meanwhile he gave a thought now and then to
Carrie.  What could be the trouble in that quarter? No letter
had come, no word of any kind, and yet here it was late in the
evening and she had agreed to meet him that morning.  To-morrow
they were to have met and gone off--where? He saw that in the
excitement of recent events he had not formulated a plan upon
that score.  He was desperately in love, and would have taken
great chances to win her under ordinary circumstances, but now--
now what? Supposing she had found out something? Supposing she,
too, wrote him and told him that she knew all--that she would
have nothing more to do wit