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The Diary of a Nobody
·
George Grossmith Weedon Grossmith
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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
Honorary
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
didn’t
ask
him
what
he
meant
though
I
didn’t
understand.
Where
he
gets
these
expressions
from
I
don’t
know;
he
certainly
doesn’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.
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