Lab
Library
Journal
Shop
Sign in
to keep
Share image
1
148
The Diary of a Nobody
·
George Grossmith Weedon Grossmith
112
In
the
evening,
to
my
surprise,
he
called
with
a
very
nice
letter
from
Mr.
Finsworth,
saying
if
we
(including
Carrie)
would
dine
with
them
to-morrow
(Sunday),
at
two
o’clock,
he
would
be
delighted.
Carrie
did
not
like
to
go;
but
Teddy
Finsworth
pressed
us
so
much
we
consented.
Carrie
sent
Sarah
round
to
the
butcher’s
and
countermanded
our
half-leg
of
mutton,
which
we
had
ordered
for
to-morrow.
APRIL
28,
Sunday.—
We
found
Watney
Lodge
farther
off
than
we
anticipated,
and
only
arrived
as
the
clock
struck
two,
both
feeling
hot
and
uncomfortable.
To
make
matters
worse,
a
large
collie
dog
pounced
forward
to
receive
us.
He
barked
loudly
and
jumped
up
at
Carrie,
covering
her
light
skirt,
which
she
was
wearing
for
the
first
time,
with
mud.
Teddy
Finsworth
came
out
and
drove
the
dog
off
and
apologised.
We
were
shown
into
the
drawing-room,
which
was
beautifully
decorated.
It
was
full
of
knick-knacks,
and
some
plates
hung
up
on
the
wall.
There
were
several
little
wooden
milk-stools
with
paintings
on
them;
also
a
white
wooden
banjo,
painted
by
one
of
Mr.
Paul
Finsworth’s
nieces—
a
cousin
of
Teddy’s.
Mr.
Paul
Finsworth
seemed
quite
a
distinguished-looking
elderly
gentleman,
and
was
most
gallant
to
Carrie.
There
were
a
great
many
water-colours
hanging
on
the
walls,
mostly
different
views
of
India,
which
were
very
bright.
Mr.
Finsworth
said
they
were
painted
by
“Simpz,”
and
added
that
he
was
no
judge
of
pictures
himself
but
had
been
informed
on
good
authority
that
they
were
worth
some
hundreds
of
pounds,
although
he
had
only
paid
a
few
shillings
apiece
for
them,
frames
included,
at
a
sale
in
the
neighbourhood.
Marker
Marker
Fine marker
White-out
Fine white-out
Circle
Paint
Unmarker
Hand
Scalpel
Dice
Sieve
Purify
Undo
Redo
Start over
