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The Diary of a Nobody
·
George Grossmith Weedon Grossmith
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I
tried
on
the
coat,
and
was
annoyed
to
find
Carrie
giggling.
She
said:
“What
mixture
did
you
say
you
asked
for?”
I
said:
“A
quiet
pepper
and
salt.”
Carrie
said:
“Well,
it
looks
more
like
mustard,
if
you
want
to
know
the
truth.”
CHAPTER
XIX
Meet
Teddy
Finsworth,
an
old
schoolfellow.
We
have
a
pleasant
and
quiet
dinner
at
his
uncle’s,
marred
only
by
a
few
awkward
mistakes
on
my
part
respecting
Mr.
Finsworth’s
pictures.
A
discussion
on
dreams.
APRIL
27.—
Kept
a
little
later
than
usual
at
the
office,
and
as
I
was
hurrying
along
a
man
stopped
me,
saying:
“Hulloh!
That’s
a
face
I
know.”
I
replied
politely:
“Very
likely;
lots
of
people
know
me,
although
I
may
not
know
them.”
He
replied:
“But
you
know
me—
Teddy
Finsworth.”
So
it
was.
He
was
at
the
same
school
with
me.
I
had
not
seen
him
for
years
and
years.
No
wonder
I
did
not
know
him!
At
school
he
was
at
least
a
head
taller
than
I
was;
now
I
am
at
least
a
head
taller
than
he
is,
and
he
has
a
thick
beard,
almost
grey.
He
insisted
on
my
having
a
glass
of
wine
(a
thing
I
never
do),
and
told
me
he
lived
at
Middlesboro’,
where
he
was
Deputy
Town
Clerk,
a
position
which
was
as
high
as
the
Town
Clerk
of
London—
in
fact,
higher.
He
added
that
he
was
staying
for
a
few
days
in
London,
with
his
uncle,
Mr.
Edgar
Paul
Finsworth
(of
Finsworth
and
Pultwell).
He
said
he
was
sure
his
uncle
would
be
only
too
pleased
to
see
me,
and
he
had
a
nice
house,
Watney
Lodge,
only
a
few
minutes’
walk
from
Muswell
Hill
Station.
I
gave
him
our
address,
and
we
parted.
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