bigmoney
!
"
I
said
I
thought
the
very
idea
of
speculation
most
horrifying
.
Lupin
said
:
"
It
is
not
speculation
,
it
's
a
dead
cert
.
"
I
advised
him
,
at
all
events
,
not
to
continue
the
pony
and
cart
;
but
he
replied
:
"
I
made
£
200
in
one
day
;
now
suppose
I
only
make
£
200
in
a
month
,
or
put
it
at
£
100
a
month
,
which
is
ridiculously
low-why
,
that
is
£
1250
a
year
.
What
's
a
few
pounds
a
week
for
a
trap
?
"
I
did
not
pursue
the
subject
further
,
beyond
saying
that
I
should
feel
glad
when
the
autumn
came
,
and
Lupin
would
be
of
age
and
responsible
for
his
own
debts
.
He
answered
:
"
My
dear
Guv
.
,
I
promise
you
faithfully
that
I
will
never
speculate
with
what
I
have
not
got
.
I
shall
only
go
on
Job
Cleanands
'
tips
,
and
as
he
is
in
the
'
know
'
it
is
pretty
safe
sailing
.
"
I
felt
somewhat
relieved
.
Gowing
called
in
the
evening
and
,
to
my
surprise
,
informed
me
that
,
as
he
had
made
£
10
by
one
of
Lupin
's
tips
,
he
intended
asking
us
and
the
Cummings
'
round
next
Saturday
.
Carrie
and
I
said
we
should
be
delighted
.
January
22.
—
I
do
n't
generally
lose
my
temper
with
servants
;
but
I
had
to
speak
to
Sarah
rather
sharply
about
a
careless
habit
she
has
recently
contracted
of
shaking
the
table-cloth
,
after
removing
the
breakfast
things
,
in
a
manner
which
causes
all
the
crumbs
to
fall
on
the
carpet
,
eventually
to
be
trodden
in
.
Sarah
answered
very
rudely
:
"
Oh
,
you
are
always
complaining
.
"
I
replied
:
"
Indeed
,
I
am
not
.
I
spoke
to
you
last
week
about
walking
all
over
the
drawing-room
carpet
with
a
piece
of
yellow
soap
on
the
heel
of
your
boot
.
"
She
said
:
"
And
you
're
always
grumbling
about
your
breakfast
.
"
I
said
:
"
No
,
I
am
not
,
but
I
feel
perfectly
justified
in
complaining
that
I
never
can
get
a
hard-boiled
egg
.
The
moment
I
crack
the
shell
it
spurts
all
over
the
plate
,
and
I
have
spoken
to
you
at
least
fifty
times
about
it
.
"
She
began
to
cry
and
make
a
scene
;
but
fortunately
my
'
bus
came
by
,
so
I
had
a
good
excuse
for
leaving
her
.
Gowing
left
a
message
in
the
evening
,
that
we
were
not
to
forget
next
Saturday
.
Carrie
amusingly
said
:
"
As
he
has
never
asked
any
friends
before
,
we
are
not
likely
to
forget
it
.
"
January
23.
—
I
asked
Lupin
to
try
and
change
the
hard
brushes
,
he
recently
made
me
a
present
of
,
for
some
softer
ones
,
as
my
hairdresser
tells
me
I
ought
not
to
brush
my
hair
too
much
just
now
.
January
24.
—
The
new
chimney-glass
came
home
for
the
back
drawing-room
.
Carrie
arranged
some
fans
very
prettily
on
the
top
and
on
each
side
.
It
is
an
immense
improvement
to
the
room
.
January
25.
—
We
had
just
finished
our
tea
,
when
who
should
come
in
but
Cummings
,
who
has
not
been
here
for
over
three
weeks
.
I
noticed
that
he
looked
anything
but
well
,
so
I
said
:
"
Well
,
Cummings
,
how
are
you
?
You
look
a
little
blue
.
"
He
replied
:
"
Yes
!
and
I
feel
blue
too
.
"
I
said
:
"
Why
,
what
's
the
matter
?
"
He
said
:
"
Oh
,
nothing
,
except
that
I
have
been
on
my
back
for
a
couple
of
weeks
,
that
's
all
.
At
one
time
my
doctor
nearly
gave
me
up
,
yet
not
a
soul
has
come
near
me
.
No
one
has
even
taken
the
trouble
to
inquire
whether
I
was
alive
or
dead
.
"
I
said
:
"
This
is
the
first
I
have
heard
of
it
.
I
have
passed
your
house
several
nights
,
and
presumed
you
had
company
,
as
the
rooms
were
so
brilliantly
lighted
.
"
Cummings
replied
:
"
No
!
The
only
company
I
have
had
was
my
wife
,
the
doctor
,
and
the
landlady-the
last-named
having
turned
out
a
perfect
trump
.
I
wonder
you
did
not
see
it
in
the
paper
.
I
know
it
was
mentioned
in
the
Bicycle
News
.
"
I
thought
to
cheer
him
up
,
and
said
:
"
Well
,
you
are
all
right
now
?
"
He
replied
:
"
That
's
not
the
question
.
The
question
is
whether
an
illness
does
not
enable
you
to
discover
who
are
your
true
friends
.
"
I
said
such
an
observation
was
unworthy
of
him
.
To
make
matters
worse
,
in
came
Gowing
,
who
gave
Cummings
a
violent
slap
on
the
back
,
and
said
:
"
Hulloh
!
Have
you
seen
a
ghost
?
You
look
scared
to
death
,
like
Irving
in
Macbeth
.
"
I
said
:
"
Gently
,
Gowing
,
the
poor
fellow
has
been
very
ill.
"
Gowing
roared
with
laughter
and
said
:
"
Yes
,
and
you
look
it
,
too
.
"
Cummings
quietly
said
:
"
Yes
,
and
I
feel
it
too-not
that
I
suppose
you
care
.
"
An
awkward
silence
followed
.
Gowing
said
:
"
Never
mind
,
Cummings
,
you
and
the
missis
come
round
to
my
place
to-morrow
,
and
it
will
cheer
you
up
a
bit
;
for
we
'll
open
a
bottle
of
wine
.
"
January
26.
—
An
extraordinary
thing
happened
.
Carrie
and
I
went
round
to
Gowing
's
,
as
arranged
,
at
half-past
seven
.
We
knocked
and
rang
several
times
without
getting
an
answer
.
At
last
the
latch
was
drawn
and
the
door
opened
a
little
way
,
the
chain
still
being
up
.
A
man
in
shirt-sleeves
put
his
head
through
and
said
:
"
Who
is
it
?
What
do
you
want
?
"
I
said
:
"
Mr.
Gowing
,
he
is
expecting
us
.
"
The
man
said
(
as
well
as
I
could
hear
,
owing
to
the
yapping
of
a
little
dog
)
:
"
I
do
n't
think
he
is
.
Mr.
Gowing
is
not
at
home
.
"
I
said
:
"
He
will
be
in
directly
.
"
With
that
observation
he
slammed
the
door
,
leaving
Carrie
and
me
standing
on
the
steps
with
a
cutting
wind
blowing
round
the
corner
.
Carrie
advised
me
to
knock
again
.
I
did
so
,
and
then
discovered
for
the
first
time
that
the
knocker
had
been
newly
painted
,
and
the
paint
had
come
off
on
my
gloves-which
were
,
in
consequence
,
completely
spoiled
.
I
knocked
at
the
door
with
my
stick
two
or
three
times
.
The
man
opened
the
door
,
taking
the
chain
off
this
time
,
and
began
abusing
me
.
He
said
:
"
What
do
you
mean
by
scratching
the
paint
with
your
stick
like
that
,
spoiling
the
varnish
?
You
ought
to
be
ashamed
of
yourself
.
"
I
said
:
"
Pardon
me
,
Mr.
Gowing
invited--
"
He
interrupted
,
and
said
:
"
I
do
n't
care
for
Mr.
Gowing
,
or
any
of
his
friends
.
This
is
my
door
,
not
Mr.
Gowing
's
.
There
are
people
here
besides
Mr.
Gowing
.
"
The
impertinence
of
this
man
was
nothing
.
I
scarcely
noticed
it
,
it
was
so
trivial
in
comparison
with
the
scandalous
conduct
of
Gowing
.
At
this
moment
Cummings
and
his
wife
arrived
.
Cummings
was
very
lame
and
leaning
on
a
stick
;
but
got
up
the
steps
and
asked
what
the
matter
was
.
The
man
said
:
"
Mr.
Gowing
said
nothing
about
expecting
anyone
.
All
he
said
was
he
had
just
received
an
invitation
to
Croydon
,
and
he
should
not
be
back
till
Monday
evening
.
He
took
his
bag
with
him
.
"
With
that
he
slammed
the
door
again
.
I
was
too
indignant
with
Gowing
's
conduct
to
say
anything
.
Cummings
looked
white
with
rage
,
and
as
he
descended
the
steps
struck
his
stick
violently
on
the
ground
and
said
:
"
Scoundrel
!
"
CHAPTER
XV
.
Gowing
explains
his
conduct
.
Lupin
takes
us
for
a
drive
,
which
we
do
n't
enjoy
.
Lupin
introduces
us
to
Mr.
Murray
Posh
.
February
8
—
It
does
seem
hard
I
cannot
get
good
sausages
for
breakfast
.
They
are
either
full
of
bread
or
spice
,
or
are
as
red
as
beef
.
Still
anxious
about
the
£
20
I
invested
last
week
by
Lupin
's
advice
.
However
,
Cummings
has
done
the
same
.
February
9.
—
Exactly
a
fortnight
has
passed
,
and
I
have
neither
seen
nor
heard
from
Gowing
respecting
his
extraordinary
conduct
in
asking
us
round
to
his
house
,
and
then
being
out
.
In
the
evening
Carrie
was
engaged
marking
a
half-dozen
new
collars
I
had
purchased
.
I
'll
back
Carrie
's
marking
against
anybody
's
.
While
I
was
drying
them
at
the
fire
,
and
Carrie
was
rebuking
me
for
scorching
them
,
Cummings
came
in
.
He
seemed
quite
well
again
,
and
chaffed
us
about
marking
the
collars
.
I
asked
him
if
he
had
heard
from
Gowing
,
and
he
replied
that
he
had
not
.
I
said
I
should
not
have
believed
that
Gowing
could
have
acted
in
such
an
ungentlemanly
manner
.
Cummings
said
:
"
You
are
mild
in
your
description
of
him
;
I
think
he
has
acted
like
a
cad
.
"
The
words
were
scarcely
out
of
his
mouth
when
the
door
opened
,
and
Gowing
,
putting
in
his
head
,
said
:
"
May
I
come
in
?
"
I
said
:
"
Certainly
.
"
Carrie
said
very
pointedly
:
"
Well
,
you
are
a
stranger
.
"
Gowing
said
:
"
Yes
,
I
've
been
on
and
off
to
Croydon
during
the
last
fortnight
.
"
I
could
see
Cummings
was
boiling
over
,
and
eventually
he
tackled
Gowing
very
strongly
respecting
his
conduct
last
Saturday
week
.
Gowing
appeared
surprised
,
and
said
:
"
Why
,
I
posted
a
letter
to
you
in
the
morning
announcing
that
the
party
was
'
off
,
very
much
off
.
'
"
I
said
:
"
I
never
got
it
.
"
Gowing
,
turning
to
Carrie
,
said
:
"
I
suppose
letters
sometimes
miscarry
,
do
n't
they
,
Mrs.
Carrie
?
"
Cummings
sharply
said
:
"
This
is
not
a
time
for
joking
.
I
had
no
notice
of
the
party
being
put
off
.
"
Gowing
replied
:
"
I
told
Pooter
in
my
note
to
tell
you
,
as
I
was
in
a
hurry
.
However
,
I
'll
inquire
at
the
post-office
,
and
we
must
meet
again
at
my
place
.
"
I
added
that
I
hoped
he
would
be
present
at
the
next
meeting
.
Carrie
roared
at
this
,
and
even
Cummings
could
not
help
laughing
.
February
10
,
Sunday
.
—
Contrary
to
my
wishes
,
Carrie
allowed
Lupin
to
persuade
her
to
take
her
for
a
drive
in
the
afternoon
in
his
trap
.
I
quite
disapprove
of
driving
on
a
Sunday
,
but
I
did
not
like
to
trust
Carrie
alone
with
Lupin
,
so
I
offered
to
go
too
.
Lupin
said
:
"
Now
,
that
is
nice
of
you
,
Guv
.
,
but
you
wo
n't
mind
sitting
on
the
back-seat
of
the
cart
?
"
Lupin
proceeded
to
put
on
a
bright-blue
coat
that
seemed
miles
too
large
for
him
.
Carrie
said
it
wanted
taking
in
considerably
at
the
back
.
Lupin
said
:
"
Have
n't
you
seen
a
box-coat
before
?
You
ca
n't
drive
in
anything
else
.
"
He
may
wear
what
he
likes
in
the
future
,
for
I
shall
never
drive
with
him
again
.
His
conduct
was
shocking
.
When
we
passed
Highgate
Archway
,
he
tried
to
pass
everything
and
everybody
.
He
shouted
to
respectable
people
who
were
walking
quietly
in
the
road
to
get
out
of
the
way
;
he
flicked
at
the
horse
of
an
old
man
who
was
riding
,
causing
it
to
rear
;
and
,
as
I
had
to
ride
backwards
,
I
was
compelled
to
face
a
gang
of
roughs
in
a
donkey-cart
,
whom
Lupin
had
chaffed
,
and
who
turned
and
followed
us
for
nearly
a
mile
,
bellowing
,
indulging
in
coarse
jokes
and
laughter
,
to
say
nothing
of
occasionally
pelting
us
with
orange-peel
.
Lupin
's
excuse-that
the
Prince
of
Wales
would
have
to
put
up
with
the
same
sort
of
thing
if
he
drove
to
the
Derby-was
of
little
consolation
to
either
Carrie
or
myself
.
Frank
Mutlar
called
in
the
evening
,
and
Lupin
went
out
with
him
.
February
11.
—
Feeling
a
little
concerned
about
Lupin
,
I
mustered
up
courage
to
speak
to
Mr.
Perkupp
about
him
.
Mr.
Perkupp
has
always
been
most
kind
to
me
,
so
I
told
him
everything
,
including
yesterday
's
adventure
.
Mr.
Perkupp
kindly
replied
:
"
There
is
no
necessity
for
you
to
be
anxious
,
Mr.
Pooter
.
It
would
be
impossible
for
a
son
of
such
good
parents
to
turn
out
erroneously
.
Remember
he
is
young
,
and
will
soon
get
older
.
I
wish
we
could
find
room
for
him
in
this
firm
.
"
The
advice
of
this
good
man
takes
loads
off
my
mind
.
In
the
evening
Lupin
came
in
.
After
our
little
supper
,
he
said
:
"
My
dear
parents
,
I
have
some
news
,
which
I
fear
will
affect
you
considerably
.
"
I
felt
a
qualm
come
over
me
,
and
said
nothing
.
Lupin
then
said
:
"
It
may
distress
you-in
fact
,
I
'm
sure
it
will-but
this
afternoon
I
have
given
up
my
pony
and
trap
for
ever
.
"
It
may
seem
absurd
,
but
I
was
so
pleased
,
I
immediately
opened
a
bottle
of
port
.
Gowing
dropped
in
just
in
time
,
bringing
with
him
a
large
sheet
,
with
a
print
of
a
tailless
donkey
,
which
he
fastened
against
the
wall
.
He
then
produced
several
separate
tails
,
and
we
spent
the
remainder
of
the
evening
trying
blindfolded
to
pin
a
tail
on
in
the
proper
place
.
My
sides
positively
ached
with
laughter
when
I
went
to
bed
.
February
12.
—
In
the
evening
I
spoke
to
Lupin
about
his
engagement
with
Daisy
Mutlar
.
I
asked
if
he
had
heard
from
her
.
He
replied
:
"
No
;
she
promised
that
old
windbag
of
a
father
of
hers
that
she
would
not
communicate
with
me
.
I
see
Frank
Mutlar
,
of
course
;
in
fact
,
he
said
he
might
call
again
this
evening
.
"
Frank
called
,
but
said
he
could
not
stop
,
as
he
had
a
friend
waiting
outside
for
him
,
named
Murray
Posh
,
adding
he
was
quite
a
swell
.
Carrie
asked
Frank
to
bring
him
in
.
He
was
brought
in
,
Gowing
entering
at
the
same
time
.
Mr.
Murray
Posh
was
a
tall
,
fat
young
man
,
and
was
evidently
of
a
very
nervous
disposition
,
as
he
subsequently
confessed
he
would
never
go
in
a
hansom
cab
,
nor
would
he
enter
a
four-wheeler
until
the
driver
had
first
got
on
the
box
with
his
reins
in
his
hands
.
On
being
introduced
,
Gowing
,
with
his
usual
want
of
tact
,
said
:
"
Any
relation
to
'
Posh
's
three-shilling
hats
'
?
"
Mr.
Posh
replied
:
"
Yes
;
but
please
understand
I
do
n't
try
on
hats
myself
.
I
take
no
active
part
in
the
business
.
"
I
replied
:
"
I
wish
I
had
a
business
like
it
.
"
Mr.
Posh
seemed
pleased
,
and
gave
a
long
but
most
interesting
history
of
the
extraordinary
difficulties
in
the
manufacture
of
cheap
hats
.
Murray
Posh
evidently
knew
Daisy
Mutlar
very
intimately
from
the
way
he
was
talking
of
her
;
and
Frank
said
to
Lupin
once
,
laughingly
:
"
If
you
do
n't
look
out
,
Posh
will
cut
you
out
!
"
When
they
had
all
gone
,
I
referred
to
this
flippant
conversation
;
and
Lupin
said
,
sarcastically
:
"
A
man
who
is
jealous
has
no
respect
for
himself
.
A
man
who
would
be
jealous
of
an
elephant
like
Murray
Posh
could
only
have
a
contempt
for
himself
.
I
know
Daisy
.
She
would
wait
ten
years
for
me
,
as
I
said
before
;
in
fact
,
if
necessary
,
she
would
wait
twenty
years
for
me
.
"
CHAPTER
XVI
.
We
lose
money
over
Lupin
's
advice
as
to
investments
,
so
does
Cummings
.
Murray
Posh
engaged
to
Daisy
Mutlar
.
February
18
—
Carrie
has
several
times
recently
called
attention
to
the
thinness
of
my
hair
at
the
top
of
my
head
,
and
recommended
me
to
get
it
seen
to
.
I
was
this
morning
trying
to
look
at
it
by
the
aid
of
a
small
hand-glass
,
when
somehow
my
elbow
caught
against
the
edge
of
the
chest
of
drawers
and
knocked
the
glass
out
of
my
hand
and
smashed
it
.
Carrie
was
in
an
awful
way
about
it
,
as
she
is
rather
absurdly
superstitious
.
To
make
matters
worse
,
my
large
photograph
in
the
drawing-room
fell
during
the
night
,
and
the
glass
is
cracked
.
Carrie
said
:
"
Mark
my
words
,
Charles
,
some
misfortune
is
about
to
happen
.
"
I
said
:
"
Nonsense
,
dear
.
"
In
the
evening
Lupin
arrived
home
early
,
and
seemed
a
little
agitated
.
I
said
:
"
What
's
up
,
my
boy
?
"
He
hesitated
a
good
deal
,
and
then
said
:
"
You
know
those
Parachikka
Chlorates
I
advised
you
to
invest
£
20
in
?
"
I
replied
:
"
Yes
;
they
are
all
right
,
I
trust
?
"
He
replied
:
"
Well
,
no
!
To
the
surprise
of
everybody
,
they
have
utterly
collapsed
.
"
My
breath
was
so
completely
taken
away
,
I
could
say
nothing
.
Carrie
looked
at
me
,
and
said
:
"
What
did
I
tell
you
?
"
Lupin
,
after
a
while
,
said
:
"
However
,
you
are
specially
fortunate
.
I
received
an
early
tip
,
and
sold
out
yours
immediately
,
and
was
fortunate
to
get
£
2
for
them
.
So
you
get
something
after
all
.
"
I
gave
a
sigh
of
relief
.
I
said
:
"
I
was
not
so
sanguine
as
to
suppose
,
as
you
predicted
,
that
I
should
get
six
or
eight
times
the
amount
of
my
investment
;
still
a
profit
of
£
2
is
a
good
percentage
for
such
a
short
time
.
"
Lupin
said
,
quite
irritably
:
"
You
do
n't
understand
.
I
sold
your
£
20
shares
for
£
2
;
you
therefore
lose
£
18
on
the
transaction
,
whereby
Cummings
and
Gowing
will
lose
the
whole
of
theirs
.
"
February
19.
—
Lupin
,
before
going
to
town
,
said
:
"
I
am
very
sorry
about
those
Parachikka
Chlorates
;
it
would
not
have
happened
if
the
boss
,
Job
Cleanands
,
had
been
in
town
.
Between
ourselves
,
you
must
not
be
surprised
if
something
goes
wrong
at
our
office
.
Job
Cleanands
has
not
been
seen
the
last
few
days
,
and
it
strikes
me
several
people
do
want
to
see
him
very
particularly
.
"
In
the
evening
Lupin
was
just
on
the
point
of
going
out
to
avoid
a
collision
with
Gowing
and
Cummings
,
when
the
former
entered
the
room
,
without
knocking
,
but
with
his
usual
trick
of
saying
,
"
May
I
come
in
?
"
He
entered
,
and
to
the
surprise
of
Lupin
and
myself
,
seemed
to
be
in
the
very
best
of
spirits
.
Neither
Lupin
nor
I
broached
the
subject
to
him
,
but
he
did
so
of
his
own
accord
.
He
said
:
"
I
say
,
those
Parachikka
Chlorates
have
gone
an
awful
smash
!
You
're
a
nice
one
,
Master
Lupin
.
How
much
do
you
lose
?
"
Lupin
,
to
my
utter
astonishment
,
said
:
"
Oh
!
I
had
nothing
in
them
.
There
was
some
informality
in
my
application-I
forgot
to
enclose
the
cheque
,
or
something
,
and
I
did
n't
get
any
.
The
Guv
.
loses
£
18.
"
I
said
:
"
I
quite
understood
you
were
in
it
,
or
nothing
would
have
induced
me
to
speculate
.
"
Lupin
replied
:
"
Well
,
it
ca
n't
be
helped
;
you
must
go
double
on
the
next
tip
.
"
Before
I
could
reply
,
Gowing
said
:
"
Well
,
I
lose
nothing
,
fortunately
.
From
what
I
heard
,
I
did
not
quite
believe
in
them
,
so
I
persuaded
Cummings
to
take
my
£
15
worth
,
as
he
had
more
faith
in
them
than
I
had
.
"
Lupin
burst
out
laughing
,
and
,
in
the
most
unseemly
manner
,
said
:
"
Alas
,
poor
Cummings
!
He
'll
lose
£
35.
"
At
that
moment
there
was
a
ring
at
the
bell
.
Lupin
said
:
"
I
do
n't
want
to
meet
Cummings
.
"
If
he
had
gone
out
of
the
door
he
would
have
met
him
in
the
passage
,
so
as
quickly
as
possible
Lupin
opened
the
parlour
window
and
got
out
.
Gowing
jumped
up
suddenly
,
exclaiming
:
"
I
do
n't
want
to
see
him
either
!
"
and
,
before
I
could
say
a
word
,
he
followed
Lupin
out
of
the
window
.
For
my
own
part
,
I
was
horrified
to
think
my
own
son
and
one
of
my
most
intimate
friends
should
depart
from
the
house
like
a
couple
of
interrupted
burglars
.
Poor
Cummings
was
very
upset
,
and
of
course
was
naturally
very
angry
both
with
Lupin
and
Gowing
.
I
pressed
him
to
have
a
little
whisky
,
and
he
replied
that
he
had
given
up
whisky
;
but
would
like
a
little
"
Unsweetened
,
"
as
he
was
advised
it
was
the
most
healthy
spirit
.
I
had
none
in
the
house
,
but
sent
Sarah
round
to
Lockwood
's
for
some
.
February
20.
—
The
first
thing
that
caught
my
eye
on
opening
the
Standard
was-
"
Great
Failure
of
Stock
and
Share
Dealers
!
Mr.
Job
Cleanands
Absconded
!
"
I
handed
it
to
Carrie
,
and
she
replied
:
"
Oh
!
perhaps
it
's
for
Lupin
's
good
.
I
never
did
think
it
a
suitable
situation
for
him
.
"
I
thought
the
whole
affair
very
shocking
.
Lupin
came
down
to
breakfast
,
and
seeing
he
looked
painfully
distressed
,
I
said
:
"
We
know
the
news
,
my
dear
boy
,
and
feel
very
sorry
for
you
.
"
Lupin
said
:
"
How
did
you
know
?
who
told
you
?
"
I
handed
him
the
Standard
.
He
threw
the
paper
down
,
and
said
:
"
Oh
,
I
do
n't
care
a
button
for
that
!
I
expected
that
,
but
I
did
not
expect
this
.
"
He
then
read
a
letter
from
Frank
Mutlar
,
announcing
,
in
a
cool
manner
,
that
Daisy
Mutlar
is
to
be
married
next
month
to
Murray
Posh
.
I
exclaimed
:
"
Murray
Posh
!
Is
not
that
the
very
man
Frank
had
the
impudence
to
bring
here
last
Tuesday
week
?
"
Lupin
said
:
"
Yes
;
the
'
Posh's-three-shilling-hats
'
chap
.
"
We
all
then
ate
our
breakfast
in
dead
silence
.
In
fact
,
I
could
eat
nothing
.
I
was
not
only
too
worried
,
but
I
cannot
and
will
not
eat
cushion
of
bacon
.
If
I
cannot
get
streaky
bacon
,
I
will
do
without
anything
.
When
Lupin
rose
to
go
I
noticed
a
malicious
smile
creep
over
his
face
.
I
asked
him
what
it
meant
.
He
replied
:
"
Oh
!
only
a
little
consolation-still
it
is
a
consolation
.
I
have
just
remembered
that
,
by
my
advice
,
Mr.
Murray
Posh
has
invested
£
600
in
Parachikka
Chlorates
!
"
CHAPTER
XVII
.
Marriage
of
Daisy
Mutlar
and
Murray
Posh
.
The
dream
of
my
life
realised
.
Mr.
Perkupp
takes
Lupin
into
the
office
.
March
20
—
To-day
being
the
day
on
which
Daisy
Mutlar
and
Mr.
Murray
Posh
are
to
be
married
,
Lupin
has
gone
with
a
friend
to
spend
the
day
at
Gravesend
.
Lupin
has
been
much
cut-up
over
the
affair
,
although
he
declares
that
he
is
glad
it
is
off
.
I
wish
he
would
not
go
to
so
many
music-halls
,
but
one
dare
not
say
anything
to
him
about
it
.
At
the
present
moment
he
irritates
me
by
singing
all
over
the
house
some
nonsense
about
"
What
's
the
matter
with
Gladstone
?
He
's
all
right
!
What
's
the
matter
with
Lupin
?
He
's
all
right
!
"
I
do
n't
think
either
of
them
is
.
In
the
evening
Gowing
called
,
and
the
chief
topic
of
conversation
was
Daisy
's
marriage
to
Murray
Posh
.
I
said
:
"
I
was
glad
the
matter
was
at
an
end
,
as
Daisy
would
only
have
made
a
fool
of
Lupin
.
"
Gowing
,
with
his
usual
good
taste
,
said
:
"
Oh
,
Master
Lupin
can
make
a
fool
of
himself
without
any
assistance
.
"
Carrie
very
properly
resented
this
,
and
Gowing
had
sufficient
sense
to
say
he
was
sorry
.
March
21.
—
To-day
I
should
conclude
my
diary
,
for
it
is
one
of
the
happiest
days
of
my
life
.
My
great
dream
of
the
last
few
weeks-in
fact
,
of
many
years-has
been
realised
.
This
morning
came
a
letter
from
Mr.
Perkupp
,
asking
me
to
take
Lupin
down
to
the
office
with
me
.
I
went
to
Lupin
's
room
;
poor
fellow
,
he
seemed
very
pale
,
and
said
he
had
a
bad
headache
.
He
had
come
back
yesterday
from
Gravesend
,
where
he
spent
part
of
the
day
in
a
small
boat
on
the
water
,
having
been
mad
enough
to
neglect
to
take
his
overcoat
with
him
.
I
showed
him
Mr.
Perkupp
's
letter
,
and
he
got
up
as
quickly
as
possible
.
I
begged
of
him
not
to
put
on
his
fast-coloured
clothes
and
ties
,
but
to
dress
in
something
black
or
quiet-looking
.
Carrie
was
all
of
a
tremble
when
she
read
the
letter
,
and
all
she
could
keep
on
saying
was
:
"
Oh
,
I
do
hope
it
will
be
all
right
.
"
For
myself
,
I
could
scarcely
eat
any
breakfast
.
Lupin
came
down
dressed
quietly
,
and
looking
a
perfect
gentleman
,
except
that
his
face
was
rather
yellow
.
Carrie
,
by
way
of
encouragement
,
said
:
"
You
do
look
nice
,
Lupin
.
"
Lupin
replied
:
"
Yes
,
it
's
a
good
make-up
,
is
n't
it
?
A
regular-downright-respectable-funereal-first-class-City-firm-junior-clerk
.
"
He
laughed
rather
ironically
.
In
the
hall
I
heard
a
great
noise
,
and
also
Lupin
shouting
to
Sarah
to
fetch
down
his
old
hat
.
I
went
into
the
passage
,
and
found
Lupin
in
a
fury
,
kicking
and
smashing
a
new
tall
hat
.
I
said
:
"
Lupin
,
my
boy
,
what
are
you
doing
?
How
wicked
of
you
!
Some
poor
fellow
would
be
glad
to
have
it
.
"
Lupin
replied
:
"
I
would
not
insult
any
poor
fellow
by
giving
it
to
him
.
"
When
he
had
gone
outside
,
I
picked
up
the
battered
hat
,
and
saw
inside
"
Posh
's
Patent
.
"
Poor
Lupin
!
I
can
forgive
him
.
It
seemed
hours
before
we
reached
the
office
.
Mr.
Perkupp
sent
for
Lupin
,
who
was
with
him
nearly
an
hour
.
He
returned
,
as
I
thought
,
crestfallen
in
appearance
.
I
said
:
"
Well
,
Lupin
,
how
about
Mr.
Perkupp
?
"
Lupin
commenced
his
song
:
"
What
's
the
matter
with
Perkupp
?
He
's
all
right
!
"
I
felt
instinc­tively
my
boy
was
engaged
.
I
went
to
Mr.
Perkupp
,
but
I
could
not
speak
.
He
said
:
"
Well
,
Mr.
Pooter
,
what
is
it
?
"
I
must
have
looked
a
fool
,
for
all
I
could
say
was
:
"
Mr.
Perkupp
,
you
are
a
good
man
.
"
He
looked
at
me
for
a
moment
,
and
said
:
"
No
,
Mr.
Pooter
,
you
are
the
good
man
;
and
we
'll
see
if
we
cannot
get
your
son
to
follow
such
an
excellent
example
.
"
I
said
:
"
Mr.
Perkupp
,
may
I
go
home
?
I
cannot
work
any
more
to-day
.
"
My
good
master
shook
my
hand
warmly
as
he
nodded
his
head
.
It
was
as
much
as
I
could
do
to
prevent
myself
from
crying
in
the
'
bus
;
in
fact
,
I
should
have
done
so
had
my
thoughts
not
been
interrupted
by
Lupin
,
who
was
having
a
quarrel
with
a
fat
man
in
the
'
bus
,
whom
he
accused
of
taking
up
too
much
room
.
In
the
evening
Carrie
sent
round
for
dear
old
friend
Cummings
and
his
wife
,
and
also
to
Gowing
.
We
all
sat
round
the
fire
,
and
in
a
bottle
of
"
Jackson
Frères
,
"
which
Sarah
fetched
from
the
grocer
's
,
drank
Lupin
's
health
.
I
lay
awake
for
hours
,
thinking
of
the
future
.
My
boy
in
the
same
office
as
myself-we
can
go
down
together
by
the
'
bus
,
come
home
together
,
and
who
knows
but
in
the
course
of
time
he
may
take
great
interest
in
our
little
home
.
That
he
may
help
me
to
put
a
nail
in
here
or
a
nail
in
there
,
or
help
his
dear
mother
to
hang
a
picture
.
In
the
summer
he
may
help
us
in
our
little
garden
with
the
flowers
,
and
assist
us
to
paint
the
stands
and
pots
.
(
By-the-by
,
I
must
get
in
some
more
enamel
paint
.
)
All
this
I
thought
over
and
over
again
,
and
a
thousand
happy
thoughts
beside
.
I
heard
the
clock
strike
four
,
and
soon
after
fell
asleep
,
only
to
dream
of
three
happy
people
.
Lupin
,
dear
Carrie
,
and
myself
.
CHAPTER
XVIII
.
Trouble
with
a
stylographic
pen
.
We
go
to
a
Volunteer
Ball
,
where
I
am
let
in
for
an
expensive
supper
.
Grossly
insulted
by
a
cabman
.
An
odd
invitation
to
Southend
.
April
8
—
No
events
of
any
importance
,
except
that
Gowing
strongly
recommended
a
new
patent
stylographic
pen
,
which
cost
me
nine-and-sixpence
,
and
which
was
simply
nine-and-sixpence
thrown
in
the
mud
.
It
has
caused
me
constant
annoyance
and
irritability
of
temper
.
The
ink
oozes
out
of
the
top
,
making
a
mess
on
my
hands
,
and
once
at
the
office
when
I
was
knocking
the
palm
of
my
hand
on
the
desk
to
jerk
the
ink
down
,
Mr.
Perkupp
,
who
had
just
entered
,
called
out
:
"
Stop
that
knocking
!
I
suppose
that
is
you
,
Mr.
Pitt
?
"
That
young
monkey
,
Pitt
,
took
a
malicious
glee
in
responding
quite
loudly
:
"
No
,
sir
;
I
beg
pardon
,
it
is
Mr.
Pooter
with
his
pen
;
it
has
been
going
on
all
the
morning
.
"
To
make
matters
worse
,
I
saw
Lupin
laughing
behind
his
desk
.
I
thought
it
wiser
to
say
nothing
.
I
took
the
pen
back
to
the
shop
and
asked
them
if
they
would
take
it
back
,
as
it
did
not
act
.
I
did
not
expect
the
full
price
returned
,
but
was
willing
to
take
half
.
The
man
said
he
could
not
do
that-buying
and
selling
were
two
different
things
.
Lupin
's
conduct
during
the
period
he
has
been
in
Mr.
Perkupp
's
office
has
been
most
exemplary
.
My
only
fear
is
,
it
is
too
good
to
last
.
April
9.
—
Gowing
called
,
bringing
with
him
an
invitation
for
Carrie
and
myself
to
a
ball
given
by
the
East
Acton
Rifle
Brigade
,
which
he
thought
would
be
a
swell
affair
,
as
the
member
for
East
Acton
(
Sir
William
Grime
)
had
promised
his
patronage
.
We
accepted
of
his
kindness
,
and
he
stayed
to
supper
,
an
occasion
I
thought
suitable
for
trying
a
bottle
of
the
sparkling
Algéra
that
Mr.
James
(
of
Sutton
)
had
sent
as
a
present
.
Gowing
sipped
the
wine
,
observing
that
he
had
never
tasted
it
before
,
and
further
remarked
that
his
policy
was
to
stick
to
more
recognised
brands
.
I
told
him
it
was
a
present
from
a
dear
friend
,
and
one
must
n't
look
a
gift-horse
in
the
mouth
.
Gowing
facetiously
replied
:
"
And
he
did
n't
like
putting
it
in
the
mouth
either
.
"
I
thought
the
remarks
were
rude
without
being
funny
,
but
on
tasting
it
myself
,
came
to
the
conclusion
there
was
some
justification
for
them
.
The
sparkling
Algéra
is
very
like
cider
,
only
more
sour
.
I
suggested
that
perhaps
the
thunder
had
turned
it
a
bit
acid
.
He
merely
replied
:
"
Oh
!
I
do
n't
think
so
.
"
We
had
a
very
pleasant
game
of
cards
,
though
I
lost
four
shillings
and
Carrie
lost
one
,
and
Gowing
said
he
had
lost
about
sixpence
:
how
he
could
have
lost
,
considering
that
Carrie
and
I
were
the
only
other
players
,
remains
a
mystery
.
April
14
,
Sunday
.
—
Owing
,
I
presume
,
to
the
unsettled
weather
,
I
awoke
with
a
feeling
that
my
skin
was
drawn
over
my
face
as
tight
as
a
drum
.
Walking
round
the
garden
with
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Treane
,
members
of
our
congregation
who
had
walked
back
with
us
,
I
was
much
annoyed
to
find
a
large
newspaper
full
of
bones
on
the
gravel-path
,
evidently
thrown
over
by
those
young
Griffin
boys
next
door
;
who
,
whenever
we
have
friends
,
climb
up
the
empty
steps
inside
their
conservatory
,
tap
at
the
windows
,
making
faces
,
whistling
,
and
imitating
birds
.
April
15.
—
Burnt
my
tongue
most
awfully
with
the
Worcester
sauce
,
through
that
stupid
girl
Sarah
shaking
the
bottle
violently
before
putting
it
on
the
table
.
April
16.
—
The
night
of
the
East
Acton
Volunteer
Ball
.
On
my
advice
,
Carrie
put
on
the
same
dress
that
she
looked
so
beautiful
in
at
the
Mansion
House
,
for
it
had
occurred
to
me
,
being
a
military
ball
,
that
Mr.
Perkupp
,
who
,
I
believe
,
is
an
officer
in
the
Honourary
Artillery
Company
,
would
in
all
probability
be
present
.
Lupin
,
in
his
usual
incompre­hensible
language
,
remarked
that
he
had
heard
it
was
a
"
bounders
'
ball
.
"
I
did
n't
ask
him
what
he
meant
though
I
did
n't
understand
.
Where
he
gets
these
expressions
from
I
do
n't
know
;
he
certainly
does
n't
learn
them
at
home
.
The
invitation
was
for
half-past
eight
,
so
I
concluded
if
we
arrived
an
hour
later
we
should
be
in
good
time
,
without
being
"
unfashionable
,
"
as
Mrs.
James
says
.
It
was
very
difficult
to
find-the
cabman
having
to
get
down
several
times
to
inquire
at
different
public-houses
where
the
Drill
Hall
was
.
I
wonder
at
people
living
in
such
out-of-the-way
places
.
No
one
seemed
to
know
it
.
However
,
after
going
up
and
down
a
good
many
badly-lighted
streets
we
arrived
at
our
destination
.
I
had
no
idea
it
was
so
far
from
Holloway
.
I
gave
the
cabman
five
shillings
,
who
only
grumbled
,
saying
it
was
dirt
cheap
at
half-a-sovereign
,
and
was
impertinent
enough
to
advise
me
the
next
time
I
went
to
a
ball
to
take
a
'
bus
.
Captain
Welcut
received
us
,
saying
we
were
rather
late
,
but
that
it
was
better
late
than
never
.
He
seemed
a
very
good-looking
gentleman
,
though
,
as
Carrie
remarked
,
"
rather
short
for
an
officer
.
"
He
begged
to
be
excused
for
leaving
us
,
as
he
was
engaged
for
a
dance
,
and
hoped
we
should
make
ourselves
at
home
.
Carrie
took
my
arm
and
we
walked
round
the
rooms
two
or
three
times
and
watched
the
people
dancing
.
I
could
n't
find
a
single
person
I
knew
,
but
attributed
it
to
most
of
them
being
in
uniform
.
As
we
were
entering
the
supper-room
I
received
a
slap
on
the
shoulder
,
followed
by
a
welcome
shake
of
the
hand
.
I
said
:
"
Mr.
Padge
,
I
believe
;
"
he
replied
,
"
That
's
right
.
"
I
gave
Carrie
a
chair
,
and
seated
by
her
was
a
lady
who
made
herself
at
home
with
Carrie
at
once
.
There
was
a
very
liberal
repast
on
the
tables
,
plenty
of
champagne
,
claret
,
etc.
,
and
,
in
fact
,
everything
seemed
to
be
done
regardless
of
expense
.
Mr.
Padge
is
a
man
that
,
I
admit
,
I
have
no
particular
liking
for
,
but
I
felt
so
glad
to
come
across
some
one
I
knew
,
that
I
asked
him
to
sit
at
our
table
,
and
I
must
say
that
for
a
short
fat
man
he
looked
well
in
uniform
,
although
I
think
his
tunic
was
rather
baggy
in
the
back
.
It
was
the
only
supper-room
that
I
have
been
in
that
was
not
overcrowded
;
in
fact
we
were
the
only
people
there
,
everybody
being
so
busy
dancing
.
I
assisted
Carrie
and
her
newly-formed
acquaintance
,
who
said
her
name
was
Lupkin
,
to
some
champagne
;
also
myself
,
and
handed
the
bottle
to
Mr.
Padge
to
do
likewise
,
saying
:
"
You
must
look
after
yourself
.
"
He
replied
:
"
That
's
right
,
"
and
poured
out
half
a
tumbler
and
drank
Carrie
's
health
,
coupled
,
as
he
said
,
"
with
her
worthy
lord
and
master
.
"
We
all
had
some
splendid
pigeon
pie
,
and
ices
to
follow
.
The
waiters
were
very
attentive
,
and
asked
if
we
would
like
some
more
wine
.
I
assisted
Carrie
and
her
friend
and
Mr.
Padge
,
also
some
people
who
had
just
come
from
the
dancing-room
,
who
were
very
civil
.
It
occurred
to
me
at
the
time
that
perhaps
some
of
the
gentlemen
knew
me
in
the
City
,
as
they
were
so
polite
.
I
made
myself
useful
,
and
assisted
several
ladies
to
ices
,
remembering
an
old
saying
that
"
There
is
nothing
lost
by
civility
.
"
The
band
struck
up
for
the
dance
,
and
they
all
went
into
the
ball-room
.
The
ladies
(
Carrie
and
Mrs.
Lupkin
)
were
anxious
to
see
the
dancing
,
and
as
I
had
not
quite
finished
my
supper
,
Mr.
Padge
offered
his
arms
to
them
and
escorted
them
to
the
ball-room
,
telling
me
to
follow
.
I
said
to
Mr.
Padge
:
"
It
is
quite
a
West
End
affair
,
"
to
to
which
remark
Mr.
Padge
replied
;
"
That
's
right
.
"
When
I
had
quite
finished
my
supper
,
and
was
leaving
,
the
waiter
who
had
been
attending
on
us
arrested
my
attention
by
tapping
me
on
the
shoulder
.
I
thought
it
unusual
for
a
waiter
at
a
private
ball
to
expect
a
tip
,
but
nevertheless
gave
a
shilling
,
as
he
had
been
very
attentive
.
He
smilingly
replied
:
"
I
beg
your
pardon
,
sir
,
this
is
no
good
,
"
alluding
to
the
shilling
.
"
Your
party
's
had
four
suppers
at
5s
.
a
head
,
five
ices
at
1s
.
,
three
bottles
of
champagne
at
11s
.
6d
.
,
a
glass
of
claret
,
and
a
sixpenny
cigar
for
the
stout
gentleman-in
all
£
3
0s
.
6d
.
!
"
I
do
n't
think
I
was
ever
so
surprised
in
my
life
,
and
had
only
sufficient
breath
to
inform
him
that
I
had
received
a
private
invitation
,
to
which
he
answered
that
he
was
perfectly
well
aware
of
that
;
but
that
the
invitation
did
n't
include
eatables
and
drinkables
.
A
gentleman
who
was
standing
at
the
bar
corroborated
the
waiter
's
statement
,
and
assured
me
it
was
quite
correct
.
The
waiter
said
he
was
extremely
sorry
if
I
had
been
under
any
misappre­hension
;
but
it
was
not
his
fault
.
Of
course
there
was
nothing
to
be
done
but
to
pay
.
So
,
after
turning
out
my
pockets
,
I
just
managed
to
scrape
up
sufficient
,
all
but
nine
shillings
;
but
the
manager
,
on
my
giving
my
card
to
him
,
said
:
"
That
's
all
right
.
"
I
do
n't
think
I
ever
felt
more
humiliated
in
my
life
,
and
I
determined
to
keep
this
misfortune
from
Carrie
,
for
it
would
entirely
destroy
the
pleasant
evening
she
was
enjoying
.
I
felt
there
was
no
more
enjoyment
for
me
that
evening
,
and
it
being
late
,
I
sought
Carrie
and
Mrs.
Lupkin
.
Carrie
said
she
was
quite
ready
to
go
,
and
Mrs.
Lupkin
,
as
we
were
wishing
her
"
Good-night
,
"
asked
Carrie
and
myself
if
we
ever
paid
a
visit
to
Southend
?
On
my
replying
that
I
had
n't
been
there
for
many
years
,
she
very
kindly
said
:
"
Well
,
why
do
n't
you
come
down
and
stay
at
our
place
?
"
As
her
invitation
was
so
pressing
,
and
observing
that
Carrie
wished
to
go
,
we
promised
we
would
visit
her
the
next
Saturday
week
,
and
stay
till
Monday
.
Mrs.
Lupkin
said
she
would
write
to
us
to-morrow
,
giving
us
the
address
and
particulars
of
trains
,
etc.
When
we
got
outside
the
Drill
Hall
it
was
raining
so
hard
that
the
roads
resembled
canals
,
and
I
need
hardly
say
we
had
great
difficulty
in
getting
a
cabman
to
take
us
to
Holloway
.
After
waiting
a
bit
,
a
man
said
he
would
drive
us
,
anyhow
,
as
far
as
"
The
Angel
,
"
at
Islington
,
and
we
could
easily
get
another
cab
from
there
.
It
was
a
tedious
journey
;
the
rain
was
beating
against
the
windows
and
trickling
down
the
inside
of
the
cab
.
When
we
arrived
at
"
The
Angel
"
the
horse
seemed
tired
out
.
Carrie
got
out
and
ran
into
a
doorway
,
and
when
I
came
to
pay
,
to
my
absolute
horror
I
remembered
I
had
no
money
,
nor
had
Carrie
.
I
explained
to
the
cabman
how
we
were
situated
.
Never
in
my
life
have
I
ever
been
so
insulted
;
the
cabman
,
who
was
a
rough
bully
and
to
my
thinking
not
sober
,
called
me
every
name
he
could
lay
his
tongue
to
,
and
positively
seized
me
by
the
beard
,
which
he
pulled
till
the
tears
came
into
my
eyes
.
I
took
the
number
of
a
policeman
(
who
witnessed
the
assault
)
for
not
taking
the
man
in
charge
.
The
policeman
said
he
could
n't
interfere
,
that
he
had
seen
no
assault
,
and
that
people
should
not
ride
in
cabs
without
money
.
We
had
to
walk
home
in
the
pouring
rain
,
nearly
two
miles
,
and
when
I
got
in
I
put
down
the
conversation
I
had
with
the
cabman
,
word
for
word
,
as
I
intend
writing
to
the
Telegraph
for
the
purpose
of
proposing
that
cabs
should
be
driven
only
by
men
under
Government
control
,
to
prevent
civilians
being
subjected
to
the
disgraceful
insult
and
outrage
that
I
had
had
to
endure
.
April
17.
—
No
water
in
our
cistern
again
.
Sent
for
Putley
,
who
said
he
would
soon
remedy
that
,
the
cistern
being
zinc
.
April
18.
—
Water
all
right
again
in
the
cistern
.
Mrs.
James
,
of
Sutton
,
called
in
the
afternoon
.
She
and
Carrie
draped
the
mantelpiece
in
the
drawing-room
,
and
put
little
toy
spiders
,
frogs
,
and
beetles
all
over
it
,
as
Mrs.
James
says
it
's
quite
the
fashion
.
It
was
Mrs.
James
'
suggestion
,
and
of
course
Carrie
always
does
what
Mrs.
James
suggests
.
For
my
part
,
I
preferred
the
mantelpiece
as
it
was
;
but
there
,
I
'm
a
plain
man
,
and
do
n't
pretend
to
be
in
the
fashion
.
April
19.
—
Our
next-door
neighbour
,
Mr.
Griffin
,
called
,
and
in
a
rather
offensive
tone
accused
me
,
or
"
some
one
,
"
of
boring
a
hole
in
his
cistern
and
letting
out
his
water
to
supply
our
cistern
,
which
adjoined
his
.
He
said
he
should
have
his
repaired
,
and
send
us
in
the
bill
.
April
20.
—
Cummings
called
,
hobbling
in
with
a
stick
,
saying
he
had
been
on
his
back
for
a
week
.
It
appears
he
was
trying
to
shut
his
bedroom
door
,
which
is
situated
just
at
the
top
of
the
staircase
,
and
unknown
to
him
a
piece
of
cork
the
dog
had
been
playing
with
had
got
between
the
door
,
and
prevented
it
shutting
;
and
in
pulling
the
door
hard
,
to
give
it
an
extra
slam
,
the
handle
came
off
in
his
hands
,
and
he
fell
backwards
downstairs
.
On
hearing
this
,
Lupin
suddenly
jumped
up
from
the
couch
and
rushed
out
of
the
room
sideways
.
Cummings
looked
very
indignant
,
and
remarked
it
was
very
poor
fun
a
man
nearly
breaking
his
back
;
and
though
I
had
my
suspicions
that
Lupin
was
laughing
,
I
assured
Cummings
that
he
had
only
run
out
to
open
the
door
to
a
friend
he
expected
.
Cummings
said
this
was
the
second
time
he
had
been
laid
up
,
and
we
had
never
sent
to
enquire
.
I
said
I
knew
nothing
about
it
.
Cummings
said
:
"
It
was
mentioned
in
the
Bicycle
News
.
"
April
22.
—
I
have
of
late
frequently
noticed
Carrie
rubbing
her
nails
a
good
deal
with
an
instrument
,
and
on
asking
her
what
she
was
doing
,
she
replied
:
"
Oh
,
I
'm
going
in
for
manicuring
.
It
's
all
the
fashion
now
.
"
I
said
:
"
I
suppose
Mrs.
James
introduced
that
into
your
head
.
"
Carrie
laughingly
replied
:
"
Yes
;
but
everyone
does
it
now
.
"
I
wish
Mrs.
James
would
n't
come
to
the
house
.
Whenever
she
does
she
always
introduces
some
new-fandangled
rubbish
into
Carrie
's
head
.
One
of
these
days
I
feel
sure
I
shall
tell
her
she
's
not
welcome
.
I
am
sure
it
was
Mrs.
James
who
put
Carrie
up
to
writing
on
dark
slate-coloured
paper
with
white
ink
.
Nonsense
!
April
23.
—
Received
a
letter
from
Mrs.
Lupkin
,
of
Southend
,
telling
us
the
train
to
come
by
on
Saturday
,
and
hoping
we
will
keep
our
promise
to
stay
with
her
.
The
letter
concluded
:
"
You
must
come
and
stay
at
our
house
;
we
shall
charge
you
half
what
you
will
have
to
pay
at
the
Royal
,
and
the
view
is
every
bit
as
good
.
"
Looking
at
the
address
at
the
top
of
the
note-paper
,
I
found
it
was
:
"
Lupkin
's
Family
and
Commercial
Hotel
.
"
I
wrote
a
note
,
saying
we
were
compelled
to
"
decline
her
kind
invitation
.
"
Carrie
thought
this
very
satirical
,
and
to
the
point
.
By-the-by
,
I
will
never
choose
another
cloth
pattern
at
night
.
I
ordered
a
new
suit
of
dittos
for
the
garden
at
Edwards
'
,
and
chose
the
pattern
by
gaslight
,
and
they
seemed
to
be
a
quiet
pepper-and-salt
mixture
with
white
stripes
down
.
They
came
home
this
morning
,
and
,
to
my
horror
,
I
found
it
was
quite
a
flash-looking
suit
.
There
was
a
lot
of
green
with
bright
yellow-coloured
stripes
.
I
tried
on
the
coat
,
and
was
annoyed
to
find
Carrie
giggling
.
She
said
:
"
What
mixture
did
you
say
you
asked
for
?
"
I
said
:
"
A
quiet
pepper
and
salt
.
"
Carrie
said
:
"
Well
,
it
looks
more
like
mustard
,
if
you
want
to
know
the
truth
.
"
CHAPTER
XIX
.
Meet
Teddy
Finsworth
,
an
old
schoolfellow
.
We
have
a
pleasant
and
quiet
dinner
at
his
uncle
's
,
marred
only
by
a
few
awkward
mistakes
on
my
part
respecting
Mr.
Finsworth
's
pictures
.
A
discussion
on
dreams
.
April
27
—
Kept
a
little
later
than
usual
at
the
office
,
and
as
I
was
hurrying
along
a
man
stopped
me
,
saying
:
"
Hulloh
!
That
's
a
face
I
know
.
"
I
replied
politely
:
"
Very
likely
;
lots
of
people
know
me
,
although
I
may
not
know
them
.
"
He
replied
:
"
But
you
know
me
—
Teddy
Finsworth
.
"
So
it
was
.
He
was
at
the
same
school
with
me
.
I
had
not
seen
him
for
years
and
years
.
No
wonder
I
did
not
know
him
!
At
school
he
was
at
least
a
head
taller
than
I
was
;
now
I
am
at
least
a
head
taller
than
he
is
,
and
he
has
a
thick
beard
,
almost
grey
.
He
insisted
on
my
having
a
glass
of
wine
(
a
thing
I
never
do
)
,
and
told
me
he
lived
at
Middlesboro
'
,
where
he
was
Deputy
Town
Clerk
,
a
position
which
was
as
high
as
the
Town
Clerk
of
London-in
fact
,
higher
.
He
added
that
he
was
staying
for
a
few
days
in
London
,
with
his
uncle
,
Mr.
Edgar
Paul
Finsworth
(
of
Finsworth
and
Pultwell
)
.
He
said
he
was
sure
his
uncle
would
be
only
too
pleased
to
see
me
,
and
he
had
a
nice
house
,
Watney
Lodge
,
only
a
few
minutes
'
walk
from
Muswell
Hill
Station
.
I
gave
him
our
address
,
and
we
parted
.
In
the
evening
,
to
my
surprise
,
he
called
with
a
very
nice
letter
from
Mr.
Finsworth
,
saying
if
we
(
including
Carrie
)
would
dine
with
them
to-morrow
(
Sunday
)
,
at
two
o'clock
,
he
would
be
delighted
.
Carrie
did
not
like
to
go
;
but
Teddy
Finsworth
pressed
us
so
much
we
consented
.
Carrie
sent
Sarah
round
to
the
butcher
's
and
countermanded
our
half-leg
of
mutton
,
which
we
had
ordered
for
to-morrow
.
April
28
,
Sunday
.
—
We
found
Watney
Villa
further
off
than
we
anticipated
,
and
only
arrived
as
the
clock
struck
two
,
both
feeling
hot
and
uncomfortable
.
To
make
matters
worse
,
a
large
collie
dog
pounced
forward
to
receive
us
.
He
barked
loudly
and
jumped
up
at
Carrie
,
covering
her
light
skirt
,
which
she
was
wearing
for
the
first
time
,
with
mud
.
Teddy
Finsworth
came
out
and
drove
the
dog
off
and
apologised
.
We
were
shown
into
the
drawing-room
,
which
was
beautifully
decorated
.
It
was
full
of
knick-knacks
,
and
some
plates
hung
up
on
the
wall
.
There
were
several
little
wooden
milk-stools
with
paintings
on
them
;
also
a
white
wooden
banjo
,
painted
by
one
of
Mr.
Paul
Finsworth
's
nieces-a
cousin
of
Teddy
's
.
Mr.
Paul
Finsworth
seemed
quite
a
distinguished-looking
elderly
gentleman
,
and
was
most
gallant
to
Carrie
.
There
were
a
great
many
water-colours
hanging
on
the
walls
,
mostly
different
views
of
India
,
which
were
very
bright
.
Mr.
Finsworth
said
they
were
painted
by
"
Simpz
,
"
and
added
that
he
was
no
judge
of
pictures
himself
but
had
been
informed
on
good
authority
that
they
were
worth
some
hundreds
of
pounds
,
although
he
had
only
paid
a
few
shillings
apiece
for
them
,
frames
included
,
at
a
sale
in
the
neighbourhood
.
There
was
also
a
large
picture
in
a
very
handsome
frame
,
done
in
coloured
crayons
.
It
looked
like
a
religious
subject
.
I
was
very
much
struck
with
the
lace
collar
,
it
looked
so
real
,
but
I
unfortunately
made
the
remark
that
there
was
something
about
the
expression
of
the
face
that
was
not
quite
pleasing
.
It
looked
pinched
.
Mr.
Finsworth
sorrowfully
replied
:
"
Yes
,
the
face
was
done
after
death-my
wife
's
sister
.
"
I
felt
terribly
awkward
and
bowed
apologetically
,
and
in
a
whisper
said
I
hoped
I
had
not
hurt
his
feelings
.
We
both
stood
looking
at
the
picture
for
a
few
minutes
in
silence
,
when
Mr.
Finsworth
took
out
a
handkerchief
and
said
:
"
She
was
sitting
in
our
garden
last
summer
,
"
and
blew
his
nose
violently
.
He
seemed
quite
affected
,
so
I
turned
to
look
at
something
else
and
stood
in
front
of
a
portrait
of
a
jolly-looking
middle-aged
gentleman
,
with
a
red
face
and
straw
hat
.
I
said
to
Mr.
Finsworth
:
"
Who
is
this
jovial-looking
gentleman
?
Life
does
n't
seem
to
trouble
him
much
.
"
Mr.
Finsworth
said
:
"
No
,
it
does
n't
.
He
is
dead
too
—
my
brother
.
"
I
was
absolutely
horrified
at
my
own
stupid
awkwardness
.
Fortunately
at
this
moment
Carrie
entered
with
Mrs.
Finsworth
,
who
had
taken
her
upstairs
to
take
off
her
bonnet
and
brush
her
skirt
.
Teddy
said
:
"
Short
is
late
,
"
but
at
that
moment
the
gentleman
referred
to
arrived
,
and
I
was
introduced
to
him
by
Teddy
,
who
said
:
"
Do
you
know
Mr.
Short
?
"
I
replied
,
smiling
,
that
I
had
not
that
pleasure
,
but
I
hoped
it
would
not
be
long
before
I
knew
Mr.
Short
.
He
evidently
did
not
see
my
little
joke
,
although
I
repeated
it
twice
with
a
little
laugh
.
I
suddenly
remembered
it
was
Sunday
,
and
Mr.
Short
was
perhaps
very
particular
.
In
this
I
was
mistaken
,
for
he
was
not
at
all
particular
in
several
of
his
remarks
after
dinner
.
In
fact
I
was
so
ashamed
of
one
of
his
observations
that
I
took
the
opportunity
to
say
to
Mrs.
Finsworth
that
I
feared
she
found
Mr.
Short
occasionally
a
little
embarrassing
.
To
my
surprise
she
said
:
"
Oh
!
he
is
privileged
you
know
.
"
I
did
not
know
as
a
matter
of
fact
and
so
I
bowed
apologetically
.
I
fail
to
see
why
Mr.
Short
should
be
privileged
.
Another
thing
that
annoyed
me
at
dinner
was
that
the
collie
dog
,
which
jumped
up
at
Carrie
,
was
allowed
to
remain
under
the
dining-room
table
.
It
kept
growling
and
snapping
at
my
boots
every
time
I
moved
my
foot
.
Feeling
nervous
rather
,
I
spoke
to
Mrs.
Finsworth
about
the
animal
,
and
she
remarked
:
"
It
is
only
his
play
.
"
She
jumped
up
and
let
in
a
frightfully
ugly-looking
spaniel
called
Bibbs
,
which
had
been
scratching
at
the
door
.
This
dog
also
seemed
to
take
a
fancy
to
my
boots
,
and
I
discovered
afterwards
that
it
had
licked
off
every
bit
of
blacking
from
them
.
I
was
positively
ashamed
of
being
seen
in
them
.
Mrs.
Finsworth
,
who
,
I
must
say
,
is
not
much
of
a
Job
's
comforter
,
said
:
"
Oh
!
we
are
used
to
Bibbs
doing
that
to
our
visitors
.
"
Mr.
Finsworth
had
up
some
fine
port
,
although
I
question
whether
it
is
a
good
thing
to
take
on
the
top
of
beer
.
It
made
me
feel
a
little
sleepy
,
while
it
had
the
effect
of
inducing
Mr.
Short
to
become
"
privileged
"
to
rather
an
alarming
extent
.
It
being
cold
even
for
April
,
there
was
a
fire
in
the
drawing-room
;
we
sat
round
in
easy-chairs
,
and
Teddy
and
I
waxed
rather
eloquent
over
the
old
school
days
,
which
had
the
effect
of
sending
all
the
others
to
sleep
.
I
was
delighted
,
as
far
as
Mr.
Short
was
concerned
,
that
it
did
have
that
effect
on
him
.
We
stayed
till
four
,
and
the
walk
home
was
remarkable
only
for
the
fact
that
several
fools
giggled
at
the
unpolished
state
of
my
boots
.
Polished
them
myself
when
I
got
home
.
Went
to
church
in
the
evening
,
and
could
scarcely
keep
awake
.
I
will
not
take
port
on
the
top
of
beer
again
.
April
29.
—
I
am
getting
quite
accustomed
to
being
snubbed
by
Lupin
,
and
I
do
not
mind
being
sat
upon
by
Carrie
,
because
I
think
she
has
a
certain
amount
of
right
to
do
so
;
but
I
do
think
it
hard
to
be
