Max recognized in the well-dressed young man, with the low type of face,
the man whom he had once supposed to be his rival.
As Dick promptly disappeared, Carrie and Max looked at each other, and
the girl burst into tears.
"Oh, Max, if it hadn't been for you--" whispered she, as she dried her
eyes quickly and hurried on with him.
"And, oh, Carrie, if it hadn't been for you--" whispered Max back, as he
took her into the shop of the Hungarian Bread Company, and made her have
a cup of tea.
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