The Diary of a Nobody

Gowing alsooffended. A pleasant party at the

ck was as if I had given it a crick. I thoughtfirst of sending for a doctor; but I did not thin

ot a draught. Brownish's dose seems to havemade me worse; have eaten nothing all day. To make matt

agree with you." I felt irritated, andsaid: "What nonsense you talk; I only had a glass and a half, and youknow as well as I do - " Before I could complete the sentence shebounced out of the room. I sat over an hour waiting for her to

Ball. Disappointed to find our names omitted, thoughFarmerson's is in plainly enough with M.L.L. after it, whatever that maymean. More th

ed her breakfast when

of tea, and I said, per

gne with you, and you don't limit yourself to oneglass. You then offer this vulgar man, who made a bungle of repairingour scraper, a seat in our cab on the way home. I say nothing about histearing my dress in getting in the cab, nor of treading on Mrs. James'sexpensive fan, which you knocked out of my hand, and for which he nevereven apologised; but you smoked all the way home without having thedecency to ask my permission. That is not all! At the end of thejourney, although he did not offer you a farthing towards his share of thecab, you asked him in. Fortunately, he was sober enough to detect, frommy manner, that his company was not desirable."Goodness knows I felt humiliated enough at this; but, to make mattersworse, Gowing entered the room, without knocking, with two hats on hishead and holding th

for thebest."Gowing said: "Then all I can say is, it's a confounded liberty; and IWOULD add, you're a bigger fool than you look, only THAT'S absolutelyimpossible."May 12. -Got a single copy of the BLACKFRIARS BI-WEEKLYNEWS. There was a short list of sev

eceived two letters from Mr. and Mrs. Charles Pewter, requesting us toannounce the important fact that they were at the Mansion

atMrs. James's, at Sutton. Cummings also away. Gowing, I presume, iss

which costseven-and-sixpence (shall tell Carrie five

strange note from Gowi

temper. Besides, I found after all, it was not my poor old uncle's stic

esent all same."May 24. -Carrie back. Hoorah! She looks

d without a moment's hesitation: "I'm 'FRAYEDthey are." Lor! how we roared. I thought we should never stoplaughing. As I happened to be sitting next the driver go

rts to be repaired at T

a smile: "They'rebound to do that, sir." Some peo

ummings calling every evening nearly. Twice we sat outin the garden quite late. This

t quite so successfulas last night; Gowing having

ning Carrie and I went

"The Garden of Sleep," being best in my humblejudgment; but what pleased me most was the duet she sang with Carrieclassical duet, too. I think it is called, "I wou

l. His song: "We don'tWant the old men now," made us shriek with laughter, especially the versereferring to Mr. Gladsto

rt-fronts made out of pauper-linen, such as is used forpacking and bookbinding, why didn't you say so?"June 7. -A dreadful annoyance. Met Mr. Franching, who lives atPeckham, and who is a great swell in his way. I ventured to ask him tocome home to meat-tea, and take pot-luck. I did not think he

threetimes at the front door without getting an answer. I saw Carrie, th

r. Franching, andshowed him into the drawing- room. I went upstairs to Carrie, who waschanging her dress, and told her I had persuaded Mr. Franching to comehome. She replied: "How can you do such a thing? You know it'sSarah's holiday, and there's not a thing in the h

ie, or both. We seem to break out into an argument about absolutely no

o family matters, during which Carrie, without the slightest reason,referred in the most uncomplimentary manner to my poor father'specuniary tr

who said he was verysorry, but I should have

disagreeables at home after the "tiff" thismorning, I sent a telegram to Carrie, telling her

turday. Shereplied quite happily that she did not mind, except that the weather was sobad, and she feared that Miss Jibbons would not be able to get her aseaside dress in time. I told Carrie that I thought

ssion,"Good old," but to leave it to Mr. Stillbrook and other GENTLEMEN ofhis type. Hearing my 'bus pass the window, I was obliged to rush out ofthe house without kissing Carrie as usual; and I shouted to he

oked like a sailor's, and I heard Pitt, that objectionableyouth at the office, call out "Hornpipe" as I passed his desk. Carrie hasordered of Miss Jibbons a pink Garibaldi

inished it;Carrie saying it looked so funny with my beard, and

August 3. - A beautiful day. Looking forward to to-morrow. Carriebought a parasol about five feet long. I told her it was ridiculous. Shesaid: "Mrs. James, of Sutton, has one twice as long so;" the matterdropped. I bought a capital hat for hot

seeming so bright, the last post broughtus a letter from Mrs. Beck, saying: "I have just let all my house to oneparty, and am sorry I must take back my words, and am sorry yo