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The Diary of a Nobody
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George Grossmith Weedon Grossmith
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CHAPTER
VI
The
Unexpected
Arrival
Home
of
our
Son,
Willie
Lupin
Pooter.
AUGUST
4.—
The
first
post
brought
a
nice
letter
from
our
dear
son
Willie,
acknowledging
a
trifling
present
which
Carrie
sent
him,
the
day
before
yesterday
being
his
twentieth
birthday.
To
our
utter
amazement
he
turned
up
himself
in
the
afternoon,
having
journeyed
all
the
way
from
Oldham.
He
said
he
had
got
leave
from
the
bank,
and
as
Monday
was
a
holiday
he
thought
he
would
give
us
a
little
surprise.
AUGUST
5,
Sunday.—
We
have
not
seen
Willie
since
last
Christmas,
and
are
pleased
to
notice
what
a
fine
young
man
he
has
grown.
One
would
scarcely
believe
he
was
Carrie’s
son.
He
looks
more
like
a
younger
brother.
I
rather
disapprove
of
his
wearing
a
check
suit
on
a
Sunday,
and
I
think
he
ought
to
have
gone
to
church
this
morning;
but
he
said
he
was
tired
after
yesterday’s
journey,
so
I
refrained
from
any
remark
on
the
subject.
We
had
a
bottle
of
port
for
dinner,
and
drank
dear
Willie’s
health.
He
said:
“Oh,
by-the-by,
did
I
tell
you
I’ve
cut
my
first
name,
‘William,’
and
taken
the
second
name
‘Lupin’?
In
fact,
I’m
only
known
at
Oldham
as
‘Lupin
Pooter.’
If
you
were
to
‘Willie’
me
there,
they
wouldn’t
know
what
you
meant.”
Of
course,
Lupin
being
a
purely
family
name,
Carrie
was
delighted,
and
began
by
giving
a
long
history
of
the
Lupins.
I
ventured
to
say
that
I
thought
William
a
nice
simple
name,
and
reminded
him
he
was
christened
after
his
Uncle
William,
who
was
much
respected
in
the
City.
Willie,
in
a
manner
which
I
did
not
much
care
for,
said
sneeringly:
“Oh,
I
know
all
about
that—
Good
old
Bill!”
and
helped
himself
to
a
third
glass
of
port.
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