sentround
.
"
I
handed
him
his
stick
,
which
I
remembered
I
had
painted
black
with
the
enamel
paint
,
thinking
to
improve
it
.
He
looked
at
it
for
a
minute
with
a
dazed
expression
and
said
:
"
Who
did
this
?
"
I
said
:
"
Eh
?
Did
what
?
"
He
said
:
"
Did
what
?
Why
,
destroyed
my
stick
!
It
belonged
to
my
poor
uncle
,
and
I
value
it
more
than
anything
I
have
in
the
world
!
I
'll
know
who
did
it
.
"
I
said
:
"
I
'm
very
sorry
.
I
daresay
it
will
come
off
.
I
did
it
for
the
best
.
"
Gowing
said
:
"
Then
all
I
can
say
is
,
it
's
a
confounded
liberty
;
and
I
would
add
,
you
're
a
bigger
fool
than
you
look
,
only
that
's
absolutely
impossible
.
"
May
12.
—
Got
a
single
copy
of
the
Blackfriars
Bi-weekly
News
.
There
was
a
short
list
of
several
names
they
had
omitted
;
but
the
stupid
people
had
mentioned
our
names
as
"
Mr.
and
Mrs.
C
.
Porter
.
"
Most
annoying
!
Wrote
again
and
I
took
particular
care
to
write
our
name
in
capital
letters
,
POOTER
,
so
that
there
should
be
no
possible
mistake
this
time
.
May
16.
—
Absolutely
disgusted
on
opening
the
Blackfriars
Bi-weekly
News
of
to-day
,
to
find
the
following
paragraph
:
"
We
have
received
two
letters
from
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Charles
Pewter
,
requesting
us
to
announce
the
important
fact
that
they
were
at
the
Mansion
House
Ball
.
"
I
tore
up
the
paper
and
threw
it
in
the
waste-paper
basket
.
My
time
is
far
too
valuable
to
bother
about
such
trifles
.
May
21.
—
The
last
week
or
ten
days
terribly
dull
,
Carrie
being
away
at
Mrs.
James
's
,
at
Sutton
.
Cummings
also
away
.
Gowing
,
I
presume
,
is
still
offended
with
me
for
black-enamelling
his
stick
without
asking
him
.
May
22.
—
Purchased
a
new
stick
mounted
with
silver
,
which
cost
seven-and-sixpence
(
shall
tell
Carrie
five
shillings
)
,
and
sent
it
round
with
nice
note
to
Gowing
.
May
23.
—
Received
strange
note
from
Gowing
;
he
says
:
"
Offended
?
not
a
bit
,
my
boy
.
I
thought
you
were
offended
with
me
for
losing
my
temper
.
Besides
,
I
found
after
all
,
it
was
not
my
poor
old
uncle
's
stick
you
painted
.
It
was
only
a
shilling
thing
I
bought
at
a
tobacconist
's
.
However
,
I
am
much
obliged
to
you
for
your
handsome
present
all
same
.
"
May
24.
—
Carrie
back
.
Hoorah
!
She
looks
wonderfully
well
,
except
that
the
sun
has
caught
her
nose
.
May
25.
—
Carrie
brought
down
some
of
my
shirts
and
advised
me
to
take
them
to
Trillip
's
round
the
corner
.
She
said
:
"
The
fronts
and
cuffs
are
much
frayed
.
"
I
said
without
a
moment
's
hesitation
:
"
I
'm
'
frayed
they
are
.
"
Lor
!
how
we
roared
.
I
thought
we
should
never
stop
laughing
.
As
I
happened
to
be
sitting
next
the
driver
going
to
town
on
the
'
bus
,
I
told
him
my
joke
about
the
"
frayed
"
shirts
.
I
thought
he
would
have
rolled
off
his
seat
.
They
laughed
at
the
office
a
good
bit
too
over
it
.
May
26.
—
Left
the
shirts
to
be
repaired
at
Trillip
's
.
I
said
to
him
:
"
I
'm
'
fraid
they
are
frayed
.
"
He
said
,
without
a
smile
:
"
They
're
bound
to
do
that
,
sir
.
"
Some
people
seem
to
be
quite
destitute
of
a
sense
of
humour
.
June
1.
—
The
last
week
has
been
like
old
times
,
Carrie
being
back
,
and
Gowing
and
Cummings
calling
every
evening
nearly
.
Twice
we
sat
out
in
the
garden
quite
late
.
This
evening
we
were
like
a
pack
of
children
,
and
played
"
consequences
.
"
It
is
a
good
game
.
June
2.
—
"
Consequences
"
again
this
evening
.
Not
quite
so
successful
as
last
night
;
Gowing
having
several
times
over-stepped
the
limits
of
good
taste
.
June
4.
—
In
the
evening
Carrie
and
I
went
round
to
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Cummings
'
to
spend
a
quiet
evening
with
them
.
Gowing
was
there
,
also
Mr.
Stillbrook
.
It
was
quiet
but
pleasant
.
Mrs.
Cummings
sang
five
or
six
songs
,
"
No
,
Sir
,
"
and
"
The
Garden
of
Sleep
,
"
being
best
in
my
humble
judgment
;
but
what
pleased
me
most
was
the
duet
she
sang
with
Carrie
—
classical
duet
,
too
.
I
think
it
is
called
,
"
I
would
that
my
love
!
"
It
was
beautiful
.
If
Carrie
had
been
in
better
voice
,
I
do
n't
think
professionals
could
have
sung
it
better
.
After
supper
we
made
them
sing
it
again
.
I
never
liked
Mr.
Stillbrook
since
the
walk
that
Sunday
to
the
"
Cow
and
Hedge
,
"
but
I
must
say
he
sings
comic-songs
well
.
His
song
:
"
We
do
n't
Want
the
old
men
now
,
"
made
us
shriek
with
laughter
,
especially
the
verse
referring
to
Mr.
Gladstone
;
but
there
was
one
verse
I
think
he
might
have
omitted
,
and
I
said
so
,
but
Gowing
thought
it
was
the
best
of
the
lot
.
June
6.
—
Trillip
brought
round
the
shirts
and
,
to
my
disgust
,
his
charge
for
repairing
was
more
than
I
gave
for
them
when
new
.
I
told
him
so
,
and
he
impertinently
replied
:
"
Well
,
they
are
better
now
than
when
they
were
new
.
"
I
paid
him
,
and
said
it
was
a
robbery
.
He
said
:
"
If
you
wanted
your
shirt-fronts
made
out
of
pauper-linen
,
such
as
is
used
for
packing
and
bookbinding
,
why
did
n't
you
say
so
?
"
June
7.
—
A
dreadful
annoyance
.
Met
Mr.
Franching
,
who
lives
at
Peckham
,
and
who
is
a
great
swell
in
his
way
.
I
ventured
to
ask
him
to
come
home
to
meat-tea
and
take
pot-luck
.
I
did
not
think
he
would
accept
such
a
humble
invitation
;
but
he
did
,
saying
,
in
a
most
friendly
way
,
he
would
rather
"
peck
"
with
us
than
by
himself
.
I
said
:
"
We
had
better
get
into
this
blue
'
bus
.
"
He
replied
:
"
No
blue-bussing
for
me
.
I
have
had
enough
of
the
blues
lately
.
I
lost
a
cool
'
thou
'
over
the
Copper
Scare
.
Step
in
here
.
"
We
drove
up
home
in
style
,
in
a
hansom-cab
,
and
I
knocked
three
times
at
the
front
door
without
getting
an
answer
.
I
saw
Carrie
,
through
the
panels
of
ground-glass
(
with
stars
)
,
rushing
up
stairs
.
I
told
Mr.
Franching
to
wait
at
the
door
while
I
went
round
to
the
side
.
There
I
saw
the
grocer
's
boy
actually
picking
off
the
paint
on
the
door
,
which
had
formed
into
blisters
.
No
time
to
reprove
him
;
so
went
round
and
effected
an
entrance
through
the
kitchen
window
.
I
let
in
Mr.
Franching
,
and
showed
him
into
the
drawing-room
.
I
went
up
stairs
to
Carrie
,
who
was
changing
her
dress
,
and
told
her
I
had
persuaded
Mr.
Franching
to
come
home
.
She
replied
:
"
How
can
you
do
such
a
thing
?
You
know
it
's
Sarah
's
holiday
,
and
there
's
not
a
thing
in
the
house
,
the
cold
mutton
having
turned
with
the
hot
weather
.
"
Eventually
Carrie
,
like
a
good
creature
as
she
is
,
slipped
down
,
washed
up
the
tea-cups
,
and
laid
the
cloth
,
and
I
gave
Franching
our
views
of
Japan
to
look
at
while
I
ran
round
to
the
butcher
's
to
get
three
chops
.
July
30.
—
The
miserable
cold
weather
is
either
upsetting
me
or
Carrie
,
or
both
.
We
seem
to
break
out
into
an
argument
about
absolutely
nothing
,
and
this
unpleasant
state
of
things
usually
occurs
at
meal
times
.
This
morning
,
for
some
unaccountable
reason
,
we
were
talking
about
balloons
,
and
we
were
as
merry
as
possible
;
but
the
conversation
drifted
into
family
matters
,
during
which
Carrie
,
without
the
slightest
reason
,
referred
in
the
most
uncompli­mentary
manner
to
my
poor
father
's
pecuniary
trouble
.
I
retorted
by
saying
that
"
Pa
,
at
all
events
,
was
a
gentleman
,
"
whereupon
Carrie
burst
out
crying
.
I
positively
could
not
eat
any
breakfast
.
At
the
office
I
was
sent
for
by
Mr.
Perkupp
,
who
said
he
was
very
sorry
,
but
I
should
have
to
take
my
annual
holidays
from
next
Saturday
.
Franching
called
at
office
and
asked
me
to
dine
at
his
club
,
"
The
Constitutional
.
"
Fearing
disagreeables
at
home
after
the
"
tiff
"
this
morning
,
I
sent
a
telegram
to
Carrie
,
telling
her
I
was
going
out
to
dine
and
she
was
not
to
sit
up
.
Bought
a
little
silver
bangle
for
Carrie
.
July
31.
—
Carrie
was
very
pleased
with
the
bangle
,
which
I
left
with
an
affectionate
note
on
her
dressing-table
last
night
before
going
to
bed
.
I
told
Carrie
we
should
have
to
start
for
our
holiday
next
Saturday
.
She
replied
quite
happily
that
she
did
not
mind
,
except
that
the
weather
was
so
bad
,
and
she
feared
that
Miss
Jibbons
would
not
be
able
to
get
her
a
seaside
dress
in
time
.
I
told
Carrie
that
I
thought
the
drab
one
with
pink
bows
looked
quite
good
enough
;
and
Carrie
said
she
should
not
think
of
wearing
it
.
I
was
about
to
discuss
the
matter
,
when
,
remembering
the
argument
yesterday
,
resolved
to
hold
my
tongue
.
I
said
to
Carrie
:
"
I
do
n't
think
we
can
do
better
than
'
Good
old
Broad­stairs
.
'
"
Carrie
not
only
,
to
my
astonishment
,
raised
an
objection
to
Broad­stairs
,
for
the
first
time
;
but
begged
me
not
to
use
the
expression
,
"
Good
old
,
"
but
to
leave
it
to
Mr.
Stillbrook
and
other
gentlemen
of
his
type
.
Hearing
my
'
bus
pass
the
window
,
I
was
obliged
to
rush
out
of
the
house
without
kissing
Carrie
as
usual
,
and
I
shouted
to
her
:
"
I
leave
it
to
you
to
decide
.
"
On
returning
in
the
evening
,
Carrie
said
she
thought
as
the
time
was
so
short
she
had
decided
on
Broad­stairs
,
and
had
written
to
Mrs.
Beck
,
Harbour
View
Terrace
,
for
apartments
.
August
1.
—
Ordered
a
new
pair
of
trousers
at
Edwards
's
,
and
told
them
not
to
cut
them
so
loose
over
the
boot
;
the
last
pair
being
so
loose
and
also
tight
at
the
knee
,
looked
like
a
sailor
's
,
and
I
heard
Pitt
,
that
objectionable
youth
at
the
office
,
call
out
"
Hornpipe
"
as
I
passed
his
desk
.
Carrie
has
ordered
of
Miss
Jibbons
a
pink
Garibaldi
and
blue-serge
skirt
,
which
I
always
think
looks
so
pretty
at
the
seaside
.
In
the
evening
she
trimmed
herself
a
little
sailor-hat
,
while
I
read
to
her
the
Exchange
and
Mart
.
We
had
a
good
laugh
over
my
trying
on
the
hat
when
she
had
finished
it
;
Carrie
saying
it
looked
so
funny
with
my
beard
,
and
how
the
people
would
have
roared
if
I
went
on
the
stage
like
it
.
August
2.
—
Mrs.
Beck
wrote
to
say
we
could
have
our
usual
rooms
at
Broad­stairs
.
That
's
off
our
mind
.
Bought
a
coloured
shirt
and
a
pair
of
tan-coloured
boots
,
which
I
see
many
of
the
swell
clerks
wearing
in
the
City
,
and
I
hear
are
all
the
"
go
.
"
August
3.
—
A
beautiful
day
.
Looking
forward
to
to-morrow
.
Carrie
bought
a
parasol
about
five
feet
long
.
I
told
her
it
was
ridiculous
.
She
said
:
"
Mrs.
James
,
of
Sutton
,
has
one
twice
as
long
;
"
so
the
matter
dropped
.
I
bought
a
capital
hat
for
hot
weather
at
the
seaside
.
I
do
n't
know
what
it
is
called
,
but
it
is
the
shape
of
the
helmet
worn
in
India
,
only
made
of
straw
.
Got
three
new
ties
,
two
coloured
handkerchiefs
,
and
a
pair
of
navy-blue
socks
at
Pope
Brothers
.
Spent
the
evening
packing
.
Carrie
told
me
not
to
forget
to
borrow
Mr.
Higgsworth
's
telescope
,
which
he
always
lends
me
,
knowing
I
know
how
to
take
care
of
it
.
Sent
Sarah
out
for
it
.
While
everything
was
seeming
so
bright
,
the
last
post
brought
us
a
letter
from
Mrs.
Beck
,
saying
:
"
I
have
just
let
all
my
house
to
one
party
,
and
am
sorry
I
must
take
back
my
words
,
and
am
sorry
you
must
find
other
apartments
;
but
Mrs.
Womming
,
next
door
,
will
be
pleased
to
accommodate
you
,
but
she
cannot
take
you
before
Monday
,
as
her
rooms
are
engaged
Bank
Holiday
week
.
"
CHAPTER
VI
.
The
Unexpected
Arrival
Home
of
our
Son
,
Willie
Lupin
Pooter
.
August
4
—
The
first
post
brought
a
nice
letter
from
our
dear
son
Willie
,
acknowledging
a
trifling
present
which
Carrie
sent
him
,
the
day
before
yesterday
being
his
twentieth
birthday
.
To
our
utter
amazement
he
turned
up
himself
in
the
afternoon
,
having
journeyed
all
the
way
from
Oldham
.
He
said
he
had
got
leave
from
the
bank
,
and
as
Monday
was
a
holiday
he
thought
he
would
give
us
a
little
surprise
.
August
5
,
Sunday
.
—
We
have
not
seen
Willie
since
last
Christmas
,
and
are
pleased
to
notice
what
a
fine
young
man
he
has
grown
.
One
would
scarcely
believe
he
was
Carrie
's
son
.
He
looks
more
like
a
younger
brother
.
I
rather
disapprove
of
his
wearing
a
check
suit
on
a
Sunday
,
and
I
think
he
ought
to
have
gone
to
church
this
morning
;
but
he
said
he
was
tired
after
yesterday
's
journey
,
so
I
refrained
from
any
remark
on
the
subject
.
We
had
a
bottle
of
port
for
dinner
,
and
drank
dear
Willie
's
health
.
He
said
:
"
Oh
,
by-the-by
,
did
I
tell
you
I
've
cut
my
first
name
,
'
William
,
'
and
taken
the
second
name
'
Lupin
'
?
In
fact
,
I
'm
only
known
at
Oldham
as
'
Lupin
Pooter
.
'
If
you
were
to
'
Willie
'
me
there
,
they
would
n't
know
what
you
meant
.
"
Of
course
,
Lupin
being
a
purely
family
name
,
Carrie
was
delighted
,
and
began
by
giving
a
long
history
of
the
Lupins
.
I
ventured
to
say
that
I
thought
William
a
nice
simple
name
,
and
reminded
him
he
was
christened
after
his
Uncle
William
,
who
was
much
respected
in
the
City
.
Willie
,
in
a
manner
which
I
did
not
much
care
for
,
said
sneeringly
:
"
Oh
,
I
know
all
about
that
—
Good
old
Bill
!
"
and
helped
himself
to
a
third
glass
of
port
.
Carrie
objected
strongly
to
my
saying
"
Good
old
,
"
but
she
made
no
remark
when
Willie
used
the
double
adjective
.
I
said
nothing
,
but
looked
at
her
,
which
meant
more
.
I
said
:
"
My
dear
Willie
,
I
hope
you
are
happy
with
your
colleagues
at
the
bank
.
"
He
replied
:
"
Lupin
,
if
you
please
;
and
with
respect
to
the
bank
,
there
's
not
a
clerk
who
is
a
gentleman
,
and
the
'
boss
'
is
a
cad
.
"
I
felt
so
shocked
,
I
could
say
nothing
,
and
my
instinct
told
me
there
was
something
wrong
.
August
6
,
Bank
Holiday
.
—
As
there
was
no
sign
of
Lupin
moving
at
nine
o'clock
,
I
knocked
at
his
door
,
and
said
we
usually
breakfasted
at
half-past
eight
,
and
asked
how
long
would
he
be
?
Lupin
replied
that
he
had
had
a
lively
time
of
it
,
first
with
the
train
shaking
the
house
all
night
,
and
then
with
the
sun
streaming
in
through
the
window
in
his
eyes
,
and
giving
him
a
cracking
headache
.
Carrie
came
up
and
asked
if
he
would
like
some
breakfast
sent
up
,
and
he
said
he
could
do
with
a
cup
of
tea
,
and
did
n't
want
anything
to
eat
.
Lupin
not
having
come
down
,
I
went
up
again
at
half-past
one
,
and
said
we
dined
at
two
;
he
said
he
"
would
be
there
.
"
He
never
came
down
till
a
quarter
to
three
.
I
said
:
"
We
have
not
seen
much
of
you
,
and
you
will
have
to
return
by
the
5.30
train
;
therefore
you
will
have
to
leave
in
an
hour
,
unless
you
go
by
the
midnight
mail
.
"
He
said
:
"
Look
here
,
Guv'nor
,
it
's
no
use
beating
about
the
bush
.
I
've
tendered
my
resignation
at
the
Bank
.
"
For
a
moment
I
could
not
speak
.
When
my
speech
came
again
,
I
said
:
"
How
dare
you
,
sir
?
How
dare
you
take
such
a
serious
step
without
consulting
me
?
Do
n't
answer
me
,
sir
!
—
you
will
sit
down
immediately
,
and
write
a
note
at
my
dictation
,
withdrawing
your
resignation
and
amply
apologising
for
your
thought­lessness
.
"
Imagine
my
dismay
when
he
replied
with
a
loud
guffaw
:
"
It
's
no
use
.
If
you
want
the
good
old
truth
,
I
've
got
the
chuck
!
"
August
7.
—
Mr.
Perkupp
has
given
me
leave
to
postpone
my
holiday
a
week
,
as
we
could
not
get
the
room
.
This
will
give
us
an
opportunity
of
trying
to
find
an
appointment
for
Willie
before
we
go
.
The
ambition
of
my
life
would
be
to
get
him
into
Mr.
Perkupp
's
firm
.
August
11.
—
Although
it
is
a
serious
matter
having
our
boy
Lupin
on
our
hands
,
still
it
is
satisfactory
to
know
he
was
asked
to
resign
from
the
Bank
simply
because
"
he
took
no
interest
in
his
work
,
and
always
arrived
an
hour
(
sometimes
two
hours
)
late
.
"
We
can
all
start
off
on
Monday
to
Broad­stairs
with
a
light
heart
.
This
will
take
my
mind
off
the
worry
of
the
last
few
days
,
which
have
been
wasted
over
a
useless
correspondence
with
the
manager
of
the
Bank
at
Oldham
.
August
13.
—
Hurrah
!
at
Broad­stairs
.
Very
nice
apartments
near
the
station
.
On
the
cliff
they
would
have
been
double
the
price
.
The
landlady
had
a
nice
five
o'clock
dinner
and
tea
ready
,
which
we
all
enjoyed
,
though
Lupin
seemed
fastidious
because
there
happened
to
be
a
fly
in
the
butter
.
It
was
very
wet
in
the
evening
,
for
which
I
was
thankful
,
as
it
was
a
good
excuse
for
going
to
bed
early
.
Lupin
said
he
would
sit
up
and
read
a
bit
.
August
14.
—
I
was
a
little
annoyed
to
find
Lupin
,
instead
of
reading
last
night
,
had
gone
to
a
common
sort
of
entertainment
,
given
at
the
Assembly
Rooms
.
I
expressed
my
opinion
that
such
performances
were
unworthy
of
respectable
patronage
;
but
he
replied
:
"
Oh
,
it
was
only
'
for
one
night
only
.
'
I
had
a
fit
of
the
blues
come
on
,
and
thought
I
would
go
to
see
Polly
Presswell
,
England
's
Particular
Spark
.
"
I
told
him
I
was
proud
to
say
I
had
never
heard
of
her
.
Carrie
said
:
"
Do
let
the
boy
alone
.
He
's
quite
old
enough
to
take
care
of
himself
,
and
wo
n't
forget
he
's
a
gentleman
.
Remember
you
were
young
once
yourself
.
"
Rained
all
day
hard
,
but
Lupin
would
go
out
.
August
15.
—
Cleared
up
a
bit
;
so
we
all
took
the
train
to
Margate
,
and
the
first
person
we
met
on
the
jetty
was
Gowing
.
I
said
:
"
Hulloh
!
I
thought
you
had
gone
to
Barmouth
with
your
Birmingham
friends
?
"
He
said
:
"
Yes
,
but
young
Peter
Lawrence
was
so
ill
,
they
postponed
their
visit
,
so
I
came
down
here
.
You
know
the
Cummings
'
are
here
too
?
"
Carrie
said
:
"
Oh
,
that
will
be
delightful
!
We
must
have
some
evenings
together
and
have
games
.
"
I
introduced
Lupin
,
saying
:
"
You
will
be
pleased
to
find
we
have
our
dear
boy
at
home
!
"
Gowing
said
:
"
How
's
that
?
You
do
n't
mean
to
say
he
's
left
the
Bank
?
"
I
changed
the
subject
quickly
,
and
thereby
avoided
any
of
those
awkward
questions
which
Gowing
always
has
a
knack
of
asking
.
August
16.
—
Lupin
positively
refused
to
walk
down
the
Parade
with
me
because
I
was
wearing
my
new
straw
helmet
with
my
frock-coat
.
I
do
n't
know
what
the
boy
is
coming
to
.
August
17.
—
Lupin
not
falling
in
with
our
views
,
Carrie
and
I
went
for
a
sail
.
It
was
a
relief
to
be
with
her
alone
;
for
when
Lupin
irritates
me
,
she
always
sides
with
him
.
On
our
return
,
he
said
:
"
Oh
,
you
've
been
on
the
'
Shilling
Emetic
,
'
have
you
?
You
'll
come
to
six-pennorth
on
the
'
Liver
Jerker
'
next
.
"
I
presume
he
meant
a
tricycle
,
but
I
affected
not
to
understand
him
.
August
18.
—
Gowing
and
Cummings
walked
over
to
arrange
an
evening
at
Margate
.
It
being
wet
,
Gowing
asked
Cummings
to
accompany
him
to
the
hotel
and
have
a
game
of
billiards
,
knowing
I
never
play
,
and
in
fact
disapprove
of
the
game
.
Cummings
said
he
must
hasten
back
to
Margate
;
whereupon
Lupin
,
to
my
horror
,
said
:
"
I
'll
give
you
a
game
,
Gowing-a
hundred
up
.
A
walk
round
the
cloth
will
give
me
an
appetite
for
dinner
.
"
I
said
:
"
Perhaps
Mister
Gowing
does
not
care
to
play
with
boys
.
"
Gowing
surprised
me
by
saying
:
"
Oh
yes
,
I
do
,
if
they
play
well
,
"
and
they
walked
off
together
.
August
19
,
Sunday
.
—
I
was
about
to
read
Lupin
a
sermon
on
smoking
(
which
he
indulges
in
violently
)
and
billiards
,
but
he
put
on
his
hat
and
walked
out
.
Carrie
then
read
me
a
long
sermon
on
the
palpable
inadvisability
of
treating
Lupin
as
if
he
were
a
mere
child
.
I
felt
she
was
somewhat
right
,
so
in
the
evening
I
offered
him
a
cigar
.
He
seemed
pleased
,
but
,
after
a
few
whiffs
,
said
:
"
This
is
a
good
old
tup'ny-try
one
of
mine
,
"
and
he
handed
me
a
cigar
as
long
as
it
was
strong
,
which
is
saying
a
good
deal
.
August
20.
—
I
am
glad
our
last
day
at
the
seaside
was
fine
,
though
clouded
overhead
.
We
went
over
to
Cummings
'
(
at
Margate
)
in
the
evening
,
and
as
it
was
cold
,
we
stayed
in
and
played
games
;
Gowing
,
as
usual
,
overstepping
the
mark
.
He
suggested
we
should
play
"
Cutlets
,
"
a
game
we
never
heard
of
.
He
sat
on
a
chair
,
and
asked
Carrie
to
sit
on
his
lap
,
an
invitation
which
dear
Carrie
rightly
declined
.
After
some
species
of
wrangling
,
I
sat
on
Gowing
's
knees
and
Carrie
sat
on
the
edge
of
mine
.
Lupin
sat
on
the
edge
of
Carrie
's
lap
,
then
Cummings
on
Lupin
's
,
and
Mrs.
Cummings
on
her
husband
's
.
We
looked
very
ridiculous
,
and
laughed
a
good
deal
.
Gowing
then
said
:
"
Are
you
a
believer
in
the
Great
Mogul
?
"
We
had
to
answer
all
together
:
"
Yes-oh
,
yes
!
"
(
three
times
)
.
Gowing
said
:
"
So
am
I
,
"
and
suddenly
got
up
.
The
result
of
this
stupid
joke
was
that
we
all
fell
on
the
ground
,
and
poor
Carrie
banged
her
head
against
the
corner
of
the
fender
.
Mrs.
Cummings
put
some
vinegar
on
;
but
through
this
we
missed
the
last
train
,
and
had
to
drive
back
to
Broad­stairs
,
which
cost
me
seven-and-sixpence
.
CHAPTER
VII
.
Home
again
.
Mrs.
James
'
influence
on
Carrie
.
Can
get
nothing
for
Lupin
.
Next-door
neighbours
are
a
little
troublesome
.
Some
one
tampers
with
my
diary
.
Got
a
place
for
Lupin
.
Lupin
startles
us
with
an
announcement
.
August
22
—
Home
sweet
Home
again
!
Carrie
bought
some
pretty
blue-wool
mats
to
stand
vases
on
.
Fripps
,
Janus
and
Co.
write
to
say
they
are
sorry
they
have
no
vacancy
among
their
staff
of
clerks
for
Lupin
.
August
23.
—
I
bought
a
pair
of
stags
'
heads
made
of
plaster-of-Paris
and
coloured
brown
.
They
will
look
just
the
thing
for
our
little
hall
,
and
give
it
style
;
the
heads
are
excellent
imitations
.
Poolers
and
Smith
are
sorry
they
have
nothing
to
offer
Lupin
.
August
24.
—
Simply
to
please
Lupin
,
and
make
things
cheerful
for
him
,
as
he
is
a
little
down
,
Carrie
invited
Mrs.
James
to
come
up
from
Sutton
and
spend
two
or
three
days
with
us
.
We
have
not
said
a
word
to
Lupin
,
but
mean
to
keep
it
as
a
surprise
.
August
25.
—
Mrs.
James
,
of
Sutton
,
arrived
in
the
afternoon
,
bringing
with
her
an
enormous
bunch
of
wild
flowers
.
The
more
I
see
of
Mrs.
James
the
nicer
I
think
she
is
,
and
she
is
devoted
to
Carrie
.
She
went
into
Carrie
's
room
to
take
off
her
bonnet
,
and
remained
there
nearly
an
hour
talking
about
dress
.
Lupin
said
he
was
not
a
bit
surprised
at
Mrs.
James
'
visit
,
but
was
surprised
at
her
.
August
26
,
Sunday
.
—
Nearly
late
for
church
,
Mrs.
James
having
talked
considerably
about
what
to
wear
all
the
morning
.
Lupin
does
not
seem
to
get
on
very
well
with
Mrs.
James
.
I
am
afraid
we
shall
have
some
trouble
with
our
next-door
neighbours
who
came
in
last
Wednesday
.
Several
of
their
friends
,
who
drive
up
in
dog-carts
,
have
already
made
themselves
objectionable
.
An
evening
or
two
ago
I
had
put
on
a
white
waistcoat
for
coolness
,
and
while
walking
past
with
my
thumbs
in
my
waistcoat
pockets
(
a
habit
I
have
)
,
one
man
,
seated
in
the
cart
,
and
looking
like
an
American
,
commenced
singing
some
vulgar
nonsense
about
"
I
had
thirteen
dollars
in
my
waistcoat
pocket
.
"
I
fancied
it
was
meant
for
me
,
and
my
suspicions
were
confirmed
;
for
while
walking
round
the
garden
in
my
tall
hat
this
afternoon
,
a
"
throw-down
"
cracker
was
deliberately
aimed
at
my
hat
,
and
exploded
on
it
like
a
percussion
cap.
I
turned
sharply
,
and
am
positive
I
saw
the
man
who
was
in
the
cart
retreating
from
one
of
the
bedroom
windows
.
August
27.
—
Carrie
and
Mrs.
James
went
off
shopping
,
and
had
not
returned
when
I
came
back
from
the
office
.
Judging
from
the
subsequent
conversation
,
I
am
afraid
Mrs.
James
is
filling
Carrie
's
head
with
a
lot
of
nonsense
about
dress
.
I
walked
over
to
Gowing
's
,
and
asked
him
to
drop
in
to
supper
,
and
make
things
pleasant
.
Carrie
prepared
a
little
extemporised
supper
,
consisting
of
the
remainder
of
the
cold
joint
,
a
small
piece
of
salmon
(
which
I
was
to
refuse
,
in
case
there
was
not
enough
to
go
round
)
,
and
a
blanc-mange
and
custards
.
There
was
also
a
decanter
of
port
and
some
jam
puffs
on
the
sideboard
.
Mrs.
James
made
us
play
rather
a
good
game
with
cards
,
called
"
Muggins
.
"
To
my
surprise
,
in
fact
disgust
,
Lupin
got
up
in
the
middle
,
and
,
in
a
most
sarcastic
tone
,
said
:
"
Pardon
me
,
this
sort
of
thing
is
too
fast
for
me
.
I
shall
go
and
enjoy
a
quiet
game
of
marbles
in
the
back-garden
.
"
Things
might
have
become
rather
disagreeable
but
for
Gowing
(
who
seems
to
have
taken
to
Lupin
)
suggesting
they
should
invent
games
.
Lupin
said
:
"
Let
's
play
'
monkeys
.
'
"
He
then
led
Gowing
all
round
the
room
,
and
brought
him
in
front
of
the
looking-glass
.
I
must
confess
I
laughed
heartily
at
this
.
I
was
a
little
vexed
at
everybody
subsequently
laughing
at
some
joke
which
they
did
not
explain
,
and
it
was
only
on
going
to
bed
I
discovered
I
must
have
been
walking
about
all
the
evening
with
an
antimacassar
on
one
button
of
my
coat-tails
.
August
28.
—
Found
a
large
brick
in
the
middle
bed
of
geraniums
,
evidently
come
from
next
door
.
Pattles
and
Pattles
ca
n't
find
a
place
for
Lupin
.
August
29.
—
Mrs.
James
is
making
a
positive
fool
of
Carrie
.
Carrie
appeared
in
a
new
dress
like
a
smock-frock
.
She
said
"
smocking
"
was
all
the
rage
.
I
replied
it
put
me
in
a
rage
.
She
also
had
on
a
hat
as
big
as
a
kitchen
coal-scuttle
,
and
the
same
shape
.
Mrs.
James
went
home
,
and
both
Lupin
and
I
were
somewhat
pleased-the
first
time
we
have
agreed
on
a
single
subject
since
his
return
.
Merkins
and
Son
write
they
have
no
vacancy
for
Lupin
.
October
30.
—
I
should
very
much
like
to
know
who
has
wilfully
torn
the
last
five
or
six
weeks
out
of
my
diary
.
It
is
perfectly
monstrous
!
Mine
is
a
large
scribbling
diary
,
with
plenty
of
space
for
the
record
of
my
everyday
events
,
and
in
keeping
up
that
record
I
take
(
with
much
pride
)
a
great
deal
of
pains
.
I
asked
Carrie
if
she
knew
anything
about
it
.
She
replied
it
was
my
own
fault
for
leaving
the
diary
about
with
a
charwoman
cleaning
and
the
sweeps
in
the
house
.
I
said
that
was
not
an
answer
to
my
question
.
This
retort
of
mine
,
which
I
thought
extremely
smart
,
would
have
been
more
effective
had
I
not
jogged
my
elbow
against
a
vase
on
a
table
temporarily
placed
in
the
passage
,
knocked
it
over
,
and
smashed
it
.
Carrie
was
dreadfully
upset
at
this
disaster
,
for
it
was
one
of
a
pair
of
vases
which
cannot
be
matched
,
given
to
us
on
our
wedding-day
by
Mrs.
Burtsett
,
an
old
friend
of
Carrie
's
cousins
,
the
Pommertons
,
late
of
Dalston
.
I
called
to
Sarah
,
and
asked
her
about
the
diary
.
She
said
she
had
not
been
in
the
sitting-room
at
all
;
after
the
sweep
had
left
,
Mrs.
Birrell
(
the
charwoman
)
had
cleaned
the
room
and
lighted
the
fire
herself
.
Finding
a
burnt
piece
of
paper
in
the
grate
,
I
examined
it
,
and
found
it
was
a
piece
of
my
diary
.
So
it
was
evident
someone
had
torn
my
diary
to
light
the
fire
.
I
requested
Mrs.
Birrell
to
be
sent
to
me
to-morrow
.
October
31.
—
Received
a
letter
from
our
principal
,
Mr.
Perkupp
,
saying
that
he
thinks
he
knows
of
a
place
at
last
for
our
dear
boy
Lupin
.
This
,
in
a
measure
,
consoles
me
for
the
loss
of
a
portion
of
my
diary
;
for
I
am
bound
to
confess
the
last
few
weeks
have
been
devoted
to
the
record
of
disappointing
answers
received
from
people
to
whom
I
had
applied
for
appointments
for
Lupin
.
Mrs.
Birrell
called
,
and
,
in
reply
to
me
,
said
:
"
She
never
see
no
book
,
much
less
take
such
a
liberty
as
touch
it
.
"
I
said
I
was
determined
to
find
out
who
did
it
,
whereupon
she
said
she
would
do
her
best
to
help
me
;
but
she
remembered
the
sweep
lighting
the
fire
with
a
bit
of
the
Echo
.
I
requested
the
sweep
to
be
sent
to
me
to-morrow
.
I
wish
Carrie
had
not
given
Lupin
a
latch-key
;
we
never
seem
to
see
anything
of
him
.
I
sat
up
till
past
one
for
him
,
and
then
retired
tired
.
November
1.
—
My
entry
yesterday
about
"
retired
tired
,
"
which
I
did
not
notice
at
the
time
,
is
rather
funny
.
If
I
were
not
so
worried
just
now
,
I
might
have
had
a
little
joke
about
it
.
The
sweep
called
,
but
had
the
audacity
to
come
up
to
the
hall-door
and
lean
his
dirty
bag
of
soot
on
the
door-step
.
He
,
however
,
was
so
polite
,
I
could
not
rebuke
him
.
He
said
Sarah
lighted
the
fire
.
Unfortunately
,
Sarah
heard
this
,
for
she
was
dusting
the
banisters
,
and
she
ran
down
,
and
flew
into
a
temper
with
the
sweep
,
causing
a
row
on
the
front
door-steps
,
which
I
would
not
have
had
happen
for
anything
.
I
ordered
her
about
her
business
,
and
told
the
sweep
I
was
sorry
to
have
troubled
him
;
and
so
I
was
,
for
the
door-steps
were
covered
with
soot
in
consequence
of
his
visit
.
I
would
willingly
give
ten
shillings
to
find
out
who
tore
my
diary
.
November
2.
—
I
spent
the
evening
quietly
with
Carrie
,
of
whose
company
I
never
tire
.
We
had
a
most
pleasant
chat
about
the
letters
on
"
Is
Marriage
a
Failure
?
"
It
has
been
no
failure
in
our
case
.
In
talking
over
our
own
happy
experiences
,
we
never
noticed
that
it
was
past
midnight
.
We
were
startled
by
hearing
the
door
slam
violently
.
Lupin
had
come
in
.
He
made
no
attempt
to
turn
down
the
gas
in
the
passage
,
or
even
to
look
into
the
room
where
we
were
,
but
went
straight
up
to
bed
,
making
a
terrible
noise
.
I
asked
him
to
come
down
for
a
moment
,
and
he
begged
to
be
excused
,
as
he
was
"
dead
beat
,
"
an
observation
that
was
scarcely
consistent
with
the
fact
that
,
for
a
quarter
of
an
hour
afterwards
,
he
was
positively
dancing
in
his
room
,
and
shouting
out
,
"
See
me
dance
the
polka
!
"
or
some
such
nonsense
.
November
3.
—
Good
news
at
last
.
Mr.
Perkupp
has
got
an
appointment
for
Lupin
,
and
he
is
to
go
and
see
about
it
on
Monday
.
Oh
,
how
my
mind
is
relieved
!
I
went
to
Lupin
's
room
to
take
the
good
news
to
him
,
but
he
was
in
bed
,
very
seedy
,
so
I
resolved
to
keep
it
over
till
the
evening
.
He
said
he
had
last
night
been
elected
a
member
of
an
Amateur
Dramatic
Club
,
called
the
"
Holloway
Comedians
"
;
and
,
though
it
was
a
pleasant
evening
,
he
had
sat
in
a
draught
,
and
got
neuralgia
in
the
head
.
He
declined
have
any
breakfast
,
so
I
left
him
.
In
the
evening
I
had
up
a
special
bottle
of
port
,
and
,
Lupin
being
in
for
a
wonder
,
we
filled
our
glasses
,
and
I
said
:
"
Lupin
my
boy
,
I
have
some
good
and
unexpected
news
for
you
.
Mr.
Perkupp
has
procured
you
an
appointment
!
"
Lupin
said
:
"
Good
biz
!
"
and
we
drained
our
glasses
.
Lupin
then
said
:
"
Fill
up
the
glasses
again
,
for
I
have
some
good
and
unexpected
news
for
you
.
"
I
had
some
slight
misgivings
,
and
so
evidently
had
Carrie
,
for
she
said
:
"
I
hope
we
shall
think
it
good
news
.
"
Lupin
said
:
"
Oh
,
it
's
all
right
!
I
'm
engaged
to
be
married
!
"
CHAPTER
VIII
.
Daisy
Mutlar
sole
topic
of
conversation
.
Lupin
's
new
berth
.
Fireworks
at
the
Cummings
'
.
The
"
Holloway
Comedians
.
"
Sarah
quarrels
with
the
charwoman
.
Lupin
's
uncalled-for
interference
.
Am
introduced
to
Daisy
Mutlar
.
We
decide
to
give
a
party
in
her
honour
.
ovember
5
,
Sunday
—
Carrie
and
I
troubled
about
that
mere
boy
Lupin
getting
engaged
to
be
married
without
consulting
us
or
anything
.
After
dinner
he
told
us
all
about
it
.
He
said
the
lady
's
name
was
Daisy
Mutlar
,
and
she
was
the
nicest
,
prettiest
,
and
most
accomplished
girl
he
ever
met
.
He
loved
her
the
moment
he
saw
her
,
and
if
he
had
to
wait
fifty
years
he
would
wait
,
and
he
knew
she
would
wait
for
him
.
Lupin
further
said
,
with
much
warmth
,
that
the
world
was
a
different
world
to
him
now
,
-it
was
a
world
worth
living
in
.
He
lived
with
an
object
now
,
and
that
was
to
make
Daisy
Mutlar-Daisy
Pooter
,
and
he
would
guarantee
she
would
not
disgrace
the
family
of
the
Pooters
.
Carrie
here
burst
out
crying
,
and
threw
her
arms
round
his
neck
,
and
in
doing
so
,
upset
the
glass
of
port
he
held
in
his
hand
all
over
his
new
light
trousers
.
I
said
I
had
no
doubt
we
should
like
Miss
Mutlar
when
we
saw
her
,
but
Carrie
said
she
loved
her
already
.
I
thought
this
rather
premature
,
but
held
my
tongue
.
Daisy
Mutlar
was
the
sole
topic
of
conversation
for
the
remainder
of
the
day
.
I
asked
Lupin
who
her
people
were
,
and
he
replied
:
"
Oh
,
you
know
Mutlar
,
Williams
and
Watts
.
"
I
did
not
know
,
but
refrained
from
asking
any
further
questions
at
present
,
for
fear
of
irritating
Lupin
.
November
6.
—
Lupin
went
with
me
to
the
office
,
and
had
a
long
conversation
with
Mr.
Perkupp
,
our
principal
,
the
result
of
which
was
that
he
accepted
a
clerkship
in
the
firm
of
Job
Cleanands
+
Co.
,
Stock
and
Share
Brokers
.
Lupin
told
me
,
privately
,
it
was
an
advertising
firm
,
and
he
did
not
think
much
of
it
.
I
replied
:
"
Beggars
should
not
be
choosers
;
"
and
I
will
do
Lupin
the
justice
to
say
,
he
looked
rather
ashamed
of
himself
.
In
the
evening
we
went
round
to
the
Cummings
'
,
to
have
a
few
fireworks
.
It
began
to
rain
,
and
I
thought
it
rather
dull
.
One
of
my
squibs
would
not
go
off
,
and
Gowing
said
:
"
Hit
it
on
your
boot
,
boy
;
it
will
go
off
then
.
"
I
gave
it
a
few
knocks
on
the
end
of
my
boot
,
and
it
went
off
with
one
loud
explosion
,
and
burnt
my
fingers
rather
badly
.
I
gave
the
rest
of
the
squibs
to
the
little
Cummings
'
boy
to
let
off
.
Another
unfortunate
thing
happened
,
which
brought
a
heap
of
abuse
on
my
head
.
Cummings
fastened
a
large
wheel
set-piece
on
a
stake
in
the
ground
by
way
of
a
grand
finale
.
He
made
a
great
fuss
about
it
;
said
it
cost
seven
shillings
.
There
was
a
little
difficulty
in
getting
it
alight
.
At
last
it
went
off
;
but
after
a
couple
of
slow
revolutions
,
it
stopped
.
I
had
my
stick
with
me
,
so
I
gave
it
a
tap
to
send
it
round
,
and
,
unfortunately
,
it
fell
off
the
stake
on
to
the
grass
.
Anybody
would
have
thought
I
had
set
the
house
on
fire
from
the
way
in
which
they
stormed
at
me
.
I
will
never
join
in
any
more
firework
parties
.
It
is
a
ridiculous
waste
of
time
and
money
.
November
7.
—
Lupin
asked
Carrie
to
call
on
Mrs.
Mutlar
,
but
Carrie
said
she
thought
Mrs.
Mutlar
ought
to
call
on
her
first
.
I
agreed
with
Carrie
,
and
this
led
to
an
argument
.
However
,
the
matter
was
settled
by
Carrie
saying
she
could
not
find
any
visiting-cards
,
and
we
must
get
some
more
printed
,
and
when
they
were
finished
would
be
quite
time
enough
to
discuss
the
etiquette
of
calling
.
November
8.
—
I
ordered
some
of
our
cards
at
Black
's
,
the
stationer
's
.
I
ordered
twenty-five
of
each
,
which
will
last
us
for
a
good
long
time
.
In
the
evening
,
Lupin
brought
in
Harry
Mutlar
,
Miss
Mutlar
's
brother
.
He
was
rather
a
gawky
youth
,
and
Lupin
said
he
was
the
most
popular
and
best
amateur
in
the
club
,
referring
to
the
"
Holloway
Comedians
.
"
Lupin
whispered
to
us
that
if
we
could
only
"
draw
out
"
Harry
a
bit
,
he
would
make
us
roar
with
laughter
.
At
supper
,
young
Mutlar
did
several
amusing
things
.
He
took
up
a
knife
,
and
with
the
flat
part
of
it
played
a
tune
on
his
cheek
in
a
wonderful
manner
.
He
also
gave
an
imitation
of
an
old
man
with
no
teeth
,
smoking
a
big
cigar
.
The
way
he
kept
dropping
the
cigar
sent
Carrie
into
fits
.
In
the
course
of
conversation
,
Daisy
's
name
cropped
up
,
and
young
Mutlar
said
he
would
bring
his
sister
round
to
us
one
evening-his
parents
being
rather
old-fashioned
,
and
not
going
out
much
.
Carrie
said
we
would
get
up
a
little
special
party
.
As
young
Mutlar
showed
no
inclination
to
go
,
and
it
was
approaching
eleven
o'clock
,
as
a
hint
I
reminded
Lupin
that
he
had
to
be
up
early
to-morrow
.
Instead
of
taking
the
hint
,
Mutlar
began
a
series
of
comic
imitations
.
He
went
on
for
an
hour
without
cessation
.
Poor
Carrie
could
scarcely
keep
her
eyes
open
.
At
last
she
made
an
excuse
,
and
said
"
Good-night
.
"
Mutlar
then
left
,
and
I
heard
him
and
Lupin
whispering
in
the
hall
something
about
the
"
Holloway
Comedians
,
"
and
to
my
disgust
,
although
it
was
past
midnight
,
Lupin
put
on
his
hat
and
coat
,
and
went
out
with
his
new
companion
.
November
9.
—
My
endeavours
to
discover
who
tore
the
sheets
out
of
my
diary
still
fruitless
.
Lupin
has
Daisy
Mutlar
on
the
brain
,
so
we
see
little
of
him
,
except
that
he
invariably
turns
up
at
meal
times
.
Cummings
dropped
in
.
November
10.
—
Lupin
seems
to
like
his
new
berth-that
's
a
comfort
.
Daisy
Mutlar
the
sole
topic
of
conversation
during
tea
.
Carrie
almost
as
full
of
it
as
Lupin
.
Lupin
informs
me
,
to
my
disgust
,
that
he
has
been
persuaded
to
take
part
in
the
forthcoming
performance
of
the
"
Holloway
Comedians
.
"
He
says
he
is
to
play
Bob
Britches
in
the
farce
,
Gone
to
my
Uncle
's
;
Frank
Mutlar
is
going
to
play
Old
Musty
.
I
told
Lupin
pretty
plainly
I
was
not
in
the
least
degree
interested
in
the
matter
,
and
totally
disapproved
of
amateur
theatricals
.
Gowing
came
in
the
evening
.
November
11.
—
Returned
home
to
find
the
house
in
a
most
disgraceful
uproar
.
Carrie
,
who
appeared
very
frightened
,
was
standing
outside
her
bedroom
,
while
Sarah
was
excited
and
crying
.
Mrs.
Birrell
(
the
charwoman
)
,
who
had
evidently
been
drinking
,
was
shouting
at
the
top
of
her
voice
that
"
she
was
no
thief
,
that
she
was
a
respectable
woman
,
who
had
to
work
hard
for
her
living
,
and
she
would
smack
anyone
's
face
who
put
lies
into
her
mouth
.
"
Lupin
,
whose
back
was
towards
me
,
did
not
hear
me
come
in
.
He
was
standing
between
the
two
women
,
and
,
I
regret
to
say
,
in
his
endeavour
to
act
as
peacemaker
,
he
made
use
of
rather
strong
language
in
the
presence
of
his
mother
;
and
I
was
just
in
time
to
hear
him
say
:
"
And
all
this
fuss
about
the
loss
of
a
few
pages
from
a
rotten
diary
that
would
n't
fetch
three-halfpence
a
pound
!
"
I
said
,
quietly
:
"
Pardon
me
,
Lupin
,
that
is
a
matter
of
opinion
;
and
as
I
am
master
of
this
house
,
perhaps
you
will
allow
me
to
take
the
reins
.
"
I
ascertained
that
the
cause
of
the
row
was
,
that
Sarah
had
accused
Mrs.
Birrell
of
tearing
the
pages
out
of
my
diary
to
wrap
up
some
kitchen
fat
and
leavings
which
she
had
taken
out
of
the
house
last
week
.
Mrs.
Birrell
had
slapped
Sarah
's
face
,
and
said
she
had
taken
nothing
out
of
the
place
,
as
there
was
"
never
no
leavings
to
take
.
"
I
ordered
Sarah
back
to
her
work
,
and
requested
Mrs.
Birrell
to
go
home
.
When
I
entered
the
parlour
Lupin
was
kicking
his
legs
in
the
air
,
and
roaring
with
laughter
.
November
12
,
Sunday
.
—
Coming
home
from
church
Carrie
and
I
met
Lupin
,
Daisy
Mutlar
,
and
her
brother
.
Daisy
was
introduced
to
us
,
and
we
walked
home
together
,
Carrie
walking
on
with
Miss
Mutlar
.
We
asked
them
in
for
a
few
minutes
,
and
I
had
a
good
look
at
my
future
daughter-in-law
.
My
heart
quite
sank
.
She
is
a
big
young
woman
,
and
I
should
think
at
least
eight
years
older
than
Lupin
.
I
did
not
even
think
her
good-looking
.
Carrie
asked
her
if
she
could
come
in
on
Wednesday
next
with
her
brother
to
meet
a
few
friends
.
She
replied
that
she
would
only
be
too
pleased
.
November
13.
—
Carrie
sent
out
invitations
to
Gowing
,
the
Cummings
'
,
to
Mr.
and
Mrs.
James
(
of
Sutton
)
,
and
Mr.
Stillbrook
.
I
wrote
a
note
to
Mr.
Franching
,
of
Peckham
.
Carrie
said
we
may
as
well
make
it
a
nice
affair
,
and
why
not
ask
our
principal
,
Mr.
Perkupp
?
I
said
I
feared
we
were
not
quite
grand
enough
for
him
.
Carrie
said
there
was
"
no
offence
in
asking
him
.
"
I
said
:
"
Certainly
not
,
"
and
I
wrote
Lim
a
letter
.
Carrie
confessed
she
was
a
little
disappointed
with
Daisy
Mutlar
's
appearance
,
but
thought
she
seemed
a
nice
girl
.
November
14.
—
Everybody
so
far
has
accepted
for
our
quite
grand
little
party
for
to-morrow
.
Mr.
Perkupp
,
in
a
nice
letter
,
which
I
shall
keep
,
wrote
that
he
was
dining
in
Kensington
,
but
if
he
could
get
away
,
he
would
come
up
to
Holloway
for
an
hour
.
Carrie
was
busy
all
day
,
making
little
cakes
and
open
jam
puffs
and
jellies
.
She
said
she
felt
quite
nervous
about
her
responsi­bilities
to-morrow
evening
.
We
decided
to
have
some
light
things
on
the
table
,
such
as
sandwiches
,
cold
chicken
and
ham
,
and
some
sweets
,
and
on
the
sideboard
a
nice
piece
of
cold
beef
and
a
Paysandu
tongue
for
the
more
hungry
ones
to
peg
into
if
they
liked
.
Gowing
called
to
know
if
he
was
to
put
on
"
swallow-tails
"
to-morrow
.
Carrie
said
he
had
better
dress
,
especially
as
Mr.
Franching
was
coming
,
and
there
was
a
possibility
of
Mr.
Perkupp
also
putting
in
an
appearance
.
Gowing
said
:
"
Oh
,
I
only
wanted
to
know
;
for
I
have
not
worn
my
dress-coat
for
some
time
,
and
I
must
send
it
to
have
the
creases
pressed
out
.
"
After
Gowing
left
,
Lupin
came
in
,
and
in
his
anxiety
to
please
Daisy
Mutlar
,
carped
at
and
criticised
the
arrangements
,
and
,
in
fact
,
disapproved
of
everything
,
including
our
having
asked
our
old
friend
Cummings
,
who
,
he
said
,
would
look
in
evening-dress
like
a
green-grocer
engaged
to
wait
,
and
who
must
not
be
surprised
if
Daisy
took
him
for
one
.
I
fairly
lost
my
temper
,
and
I
said
:
"
Lupin
,
allow
me
to
tell
you
Miss
Daisy
Mutlar
is
not
the
Queen
of
England
.
I
gave
you
credit
for
more
wisdom
than
to
allow
yourself
to
be
inveigled
into
an
engagement
with
a
woman
considerably
older
than
yourself
.
I
advise
you
to
think
of
earning
your
living
before
entangling
yourself
with
a
wife
whom
you
will
have
to
support
,
and
,
in
all
probability
,
her
brother
also
,
who
appeared
to
be
nothing
but
a
loafer
.
"
Instead
of
receiving
this
advice
in
a
sensible
manner
,
Lupin
jumped
up
and
said
:
"
If
you
insult
the
lady
I
am
engaged
to
,
you
insult
me
.
I
will
leave
the
house
and
never
darken
your
doors
again
.
"
He
went
out
of
the
house
,
slamming
the
hall-door
.
But
it
was
all
right
.
He
came
back
to
supper
,
and
we
played
Bézique
till
nearly
twelve
o'clock
.
CHAPTER
IX
.
Our
first
important
Party
.
Old
Friends
and
New
Friends
.
Gowing
is
a
little
annoying
;
but
his
friend
,
Mr.
Stillbrook
,
turns
out
to
be
quite
amusing
.
Inopportune
arrival
of
Mr.
Perkupp
,
but
he
is
most
kind
and
complimentary
.
Party
a
great
success
.
November
15
—
A
red-letter
day
.
Our
first
important
party
since
we
have
been
in
this
house
.
I
got
home
early
from
the
City
.
Lupin
insisted
on
having
a
hired
waiter
,
and
stood
a
half-dozen
of
champagne
.
I
think
this
an
unnecessary
expense
,
but
Lupin
said
he
had
had
a
piece
of
luck
,
having
made
three
pounds
out
of
a
private
deal
in
the
City
.
I
hope
he
wo
n't
gamble
in
his
new
situation
.
The
supper-room
looked
so
nice
,
and
Carrie
truly
said
:
"
We
need
not
be
ashamed
of
its
being
seen
by
Mr.
Perkupp
,
should
he
honour
us
by
coming
.
"
I
dressed
early
in
case
people
should
arrive
punctually
at
eight
o'clock
,
and
was
much
vexed
to
find
my
new
dress
trousers
much
too
short
.
Lupin
,
who
is
getting
beyond
his
position
,
found
fault
with
my
wearing
ordinary
boots
instead
of
dress
boots
.
I
replied
,
satirically
:
"
My
dear
son
,
I
have
lived
to
be
above
that
sort
of
thing
.
"
Lupin
burst
out
laughing
,
and
said
:
"
A
man
generally
was
above
his
boots
.
"
This
may
be
funny
,
or
it
may
not
;
but
I
was
gratified
to
find
he
had
not
discovered
the
coral
had
come
off
one
of
my
studs
.
Carrie
looked
a
picture
,
wearing
the
dress
she
wore
at
the
Mansion
House
.
The
arrangement
of
the
drawing-room
was
excellent
.
Carrie
had
hung
muslin
curtains
over
the
folding-doors
,
and
also
over
one
of
the
entrances
,
for
we
had
removed
the
door
from
its
hinges
.
Mr.
Peters
,
the
waiter
,
arrived
in
good
time
,
and
I
gave
him
strict
orders
not
to
open
another
bottle
of
champagne
until
the
previous
one
was
empty
.
Carrie
arranged
for
some
sherry
and
port
wine
to
be
placed
on
the
drawing-room
sideboard
,
with
some
glasses
.
By-the-by
,
our
new
enlarged
and
tinted
photographs
look
very
nice
on
the
walls
,
especially
as
Carrie
has
arranged
some
Liberty
silk
bows
on
the
four
corners
of
them
.
The
first
arrival
was
Gowing
,
who
,
with
his
usual
taste
,
greeted
me
with
:
"
Hulloh
,
Pooter
,
why
your
trousers
are
too
short
!
"
I
simply
said
:
"
Very
likely
,
and
you
will
find
my
temper
'
short
'
also
.
"
He
said
:
"
That
wo
n't
make
your
trousers
longer
,
Juggins
.
You
should
get
your
missus
to
put
a
flounce
on
them
.
"
I
wonder
I
waste
my
time
entering
his
insulting
observations
in
my
diary
.
The
next
arrivals
were
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Cummings
.
The
former
said
:
"
As
you
did
n't
say
anything
about
dress
,
I
have
come
'
half
dress
.
'
"
He
had
on
a
black
frock-coat
and
white
tie
.
The
James
'
,
Mr.
Merton
,
and
Mr.
Stillbrook
arrived
,
but
Lupin
was
restless
and
unbearable
till
his
Daisy
Mutlar
and
Frank
arrived
.
Carrie
and
I
were
rather
startled
at
Daisy
's
appearance
.
She
had
a
bright-crimson
dress
on
,
cut
very
low
in
the
neck
.
I
do
not
think
such
a
style
modest
.
She
ought
to
have
taken
a
lesson
from
Carrie
,
and
covered
her
shoulders
with
a
little
lace
.
Mr.
Nackles
,
Mr.
Sprice-Hogg
and
his
four
daughters
came
;
so
did
Franching
,
and
one
or
two
of
Lupin
's
new
friends
,
members
of
the
"
Holloway
Comedians
.
"
Some
of
these
seemed
rather
theatrical
in
their
manner
,
especially
one
,
who
was
posing
all
the
evening
,
and
leant
on
our
little
round
table
and
cracked
it
.
Lupin
called
him
"
our
Henry
,
"
and
said
he
was
"
our
lead
at
the
H
.
C.
's
,
"
and
was
quite
as
good
in
that
department
as
Harry
Mutlar
was
as
the
low-comedy
merchant
.
All
this
is
Greek
to
me
.
We
had
some
music
,
and
Lupin
,
who
never
left
Daisy
's
side
for
a
moment
,
raved
over
her
singing
of
a
song
,
called
"
Some
Day
.
"
It
seemed
a
pretty
song
,
but
she
made
such
grimaces
,
and
sang
,
to
my
mind
,
so
out
of
tune
,
I
would
not
have
asked
her
to
sing
again
;
but
Lupin
made
her
sing
four
songs
right
off
,
one
after
the
other
.
At
ten
o'clock
we
went
down
to
supper
,
and
from
the
way
Gowing
and
Cummings
ate
you
would
have
thought
they
had
not
had
a
meal
for
a
month
.
I
told
Carrie
to
keep
something
back
in
case
Mr.
Perkupp
should
come
by
mere
chance
.
Gowing
annoyed
me
very
much
by
filling
a
large
tumbler
of
champagne
,
and
drinking
it
straight
off
.
He
repeated
this
action
,
and
made
me
fear
our
half-dozen
of
champagne
would
not
last
out
.
I
tried
to
keep
a
bottle
back
,
but
Lupin
got
hold
of
it
,
and
took
it
to
the
side-table
with
Daisy
and
Frank
Mutlar
.
We
went
upstairs
,
and
the
young
fellows
began
skylarking
.
Carrie
put
a
stop
to
that
at
once
.
Stillbrook
amused
us
with
a
song
,
"
What
have
you
done
with
your
Cousin
John
?
"
I
did
not
notice
that
Lupin
and
Frank
had
disappeared
.
I
asked
Mr.
Watson
,
one
of
the
Holloways
,
where
they
were
,
and
he
said
:
"
It
's
a
case
of
'
Oh
,
what
a
surprise
!
'
"
We
were
directed
to
form
a
circle-which
we
did
.
Watson
then
said
:
"
I
have
much
pleasure
in
introducing
the
celebrated
Blondin
Donkey
.
"
Frank
and
Lupin
then
bounded
into
the
room
.
Lupin
had
whitened
his
face
like
a
clown
,
and
Frank
had
tied
round
his
waist
a
large
hearthrug
.
He
was
supposed
to
be
the
donkey
,
and
he
looked
it
.
They
indulged
in
a
very
noisy
pantomime
,
and
we
were
all
shrieking
with
laughter
.
I
turned
round
suddenly
,
and
then
I
saw
Mr.
Perkupp
standing
half-way
in
the
door
,
he
having
arrived
without
our
knowing
it
.
I
beckoned
to
Carrie
,
and
we
went
up
to
him
at
once
.
He
would
not
come
right
into
the
room
.
I
apologised
for
the
foolery
,
but
Mr.
Perkupp
said
:
"
Oh
,
it
seems
amusing
.
"
I
could
see
he
was
not
a
bit
amused
.
Carrie
and
I
took
him
downstairs
,
but
the
table
was
a
wreck
.
There
was
not
a
glass
of
champagne
left-not
even
a
sandwich
.
Mr.
Perkupp
said
he
required
nothing
,
but
would
like
a
glass
of
seltzer
or
soda
water
.
The
last
syphon
was
empty
.
Carrie
said
:
"
We
have
plenty
of
port
wine
left
.
"
Mr.
Perkupp
said
,
with
a
smile
:
"
No
,
thank
you
.
I
really
require
nothing
,
but
I
am
most
pleased
to
see
you
and
your
husband
in
your
own
home
.
Good-night
,
Mrs.
Pooter-you
will
excuse
my
very
short
stay
