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Updated: June 26, 2025
"Yes, sure enough, she's at home. She don't dare stir out much, 'cause of them Lupexes. Ain't this a pretty game? No dinner and no nothink! Them boxes is Miss Spruce's. She's agoing now, this minute. You'll find 'em all upstairs in the drawen-room."
The butcher, he understands one's lodgers just as well as I do, if the money's really coming, he'll wait; but he won't wait for such as them Lupexes, whose money's nowhere. And there's Cradell; would you believe it, that fellow owes me eight-and-twenty pounds!" "Eight and twenty pounds!" "Yes, Mr Eames, eight-and-twenty pounds! He's a fool. It's them Lupexes as have had his money. I know it.
"It's them Lupexes as have done it," said Mrs Roper, in her deep distress. "No, indeed, Mrs Roper, nobody has done it." "Yes, it is; and I'm not going to blame you, Mr Eames. They've made the house unfit for any decent young gentleman like you. I've been feeling that all along; but it's hard upon a lone woman like me, isn't it, Mr Eames?"
He don't talk of paying, and going away. I shall be just left with him and the Lupexes on my hands; and then the bailiffs may come and sell every stick about the place. I won't say nay to them." Then she threw herself into the old horsehair armchair, and gave way to her womanly sorrow. "I think I'll go upstairs, and get ready for dinner," said Eames.
In the meantime we are all taking our meals up in our own rooms, so that there is nothing for the Lupexes to eat. But they don't seem to mind that, and still keep the sitting-room and best bedroom. We mean to lock them out after Tuesday, and send all their boxes to the public-house. Poor Cradell!
How do I know whether or no I'm a gentleman myself? When I used to be in Burton Crescent, I was hardly a gentlemen then, sitting at the same table with Mrs Roper and the Lupexes; do you remember them, and the lovely Amelia?" "I suppose you were a gentleman, then, as well as now?"
"But, Mrs Roper, the Lupexes have had nothing to do with my going." "Oh, yes, they have; I understand it all. But what could I do, Mr Eames? I've been giving them warning every week for the last six months; but the more I give them warning, the more they won't go. Unless I were to send for a policeman, and have a row in the house " "But I haven't complained of the Lupexes, Mrs Roper."
She will carry on the house, but I shall, in fact, be the proprietor. I suppose it will not suit you now to remain here, but don't you think I might make it comfortable enough for some of our fellows; say half-a-dozen, or so? That is Mrs Roper's idea, and I certainly think it is not a bad one. Our first efforts must be to get rid of the Lupexes. Miss Spruce goes next week.
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