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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.

We talked a good deal about Lupin and Mr. and Mrs. Murray Posh, with whom he is as usual spending the evening. Gowing said: "I say, it wouldn't be a bad thing for Lupin if old Posh kicked the bucket." My heart gave a leap of horror, and I rebuked Gowing very sternly for joking on such a subject. I lay awake half the night thinking of it the other hall was spent in nightmares on the same subject.

She is outside." I did so, but the laundress declared that only an odd sock was sent. Gowing passed into the passage at this time and was rude enough to listen to the conversation, and interrupting, said: "Don't waste the odd sock, old man; do an act of charity and give it to some poor mar with only one leg." The laundress giggled like an idiot.

Cummings looked white with rage, and as he descended the steps struck his stick violently on the ground and said: "Scoundrel!" Gowing explains his conduct. Lupin takes us for a drive, which we don'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.

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. 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?

He answered: "No, I can see that," and Gowing roared with laughter; but Merton in a most gentlemanly manner said to Gowing: "I don't think you quite understand me.

Gowing was rightly annoyed, but that man Padge, who having declined our modest supper in order that he should not lose his comfortable chair, burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter at the little misadventure. I was so annoyed at the conduct of Padge, I said: "I suppose you would have laughed if he had poked Mr.

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, don't they, MRS. Carrie?"

He's all right! What's the matter with Lupin? He's all right!" I don'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."

Thought I would write a kind little note to Gowing and Cummings about last Sunday, and warning them against Mr. Stillbrook. Afterwards, thinking the matter over, tore up the letters and determined not to WRITE at all, but to SPEAK quietly to them. At last I wrote: "I thought I was the aggrieved party; but as I freely forgive you, you feeling yourself aggrieved should bestow forgiveness on me."

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