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The Diary of a Nobody
·
George Grossmith Weedon Grossmith
141
JULY
2.—
Cummings
called,
looked
very
pale,
and
said
he
had
been
very
ill
again,
and
of
course
not
a
single
friend
had
been
near
him.
Carrie
said
she
had
never
heard
of
it,
whereupon
he
threw
down
a
copy
of
the
Bicycle
News
on
the
table,
with
the
following
paragraph:
“We
regret
to
hear
that
that
favourite
old
roadster,
Mr.
Cummings
(‘Long’
Cummings),
has
met
with
what
might
have
been
a
serious
accident
in
Rye
Lane.
A
mischievous
boy
threw
a
stick
between
the
spokes
of
one
of
the
back
wheels,
and
the
machine
overturned,
bringing
our
brother
tricyclist
heavily
to
the
ground.
Fortunately
he
was
more
frightened
than
hurt,
but
we
missed
his
merry
face
at
the
dinner
at
Chingford,
where
they
turned
up
in
good
numbers.
‘Long’
Cummings’
health
was
proposed
by
our
popular
Vice,
Mr.
Westropp,
the
prince
of
bicyclists,
who
in
his
happiest
vein
said
it
was
a
case
of
‘Cumming(s)
thro’
the
Rye,
but
fortunately
there
was
more
wheel
than
woe,’
a
joke
which
created
roars
of
laughter.”
We
all
said
we
were
very
sorry,
and
pressed
Cummings
to
stay
to
supper.
Cummings
said
it
was
like
old
times
being
without
Lupin,
and
he
was
much
better
away.
JULY
3,
Sunday.—
In
the
afternoon,
as
I
was
looking
out
of
the
parlour
window,
which
was
open,
a
grand
trap,
driven
by
a
lady,
with
a
gentleman
seated
by
the
side
of
her,
stopped
at
our
door.
Not
wishing
to
be
seen,
I
withdrew
my
head
very
quickly,
knocking
the
back
of
it
violently
against
the
sharp
edge
of
the
window-sash.
I
was
nearly
stunned.
There
was
a
loud
double-knock
at
the
front
door;
Carrie
rushed
out
of
the
parlour,
upstairs
to
her
room,
and
I
followed,
as
Carrie
thought
it
was
Mr.
Perkupp.
I
thought
it
was
Mr.
Franching.—
I
whispered
to
Sarah
over
the
banisters:
“Show
them
into
the
drawing-room.”
Sarah
said,
as
the
shutters
were
not
opened,
the
room
would
smell
musty.
There
was
another
loud
rat-tat.
I
whispered:
“Then
show
them
into
the
parlour,
and
say
Mr.
Pooter
will
be
down
directly.”
I
changed
my
coat,
but
could
not
see
to
do
my
hair,
as
Carrie
was
occupying
the
glass.
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