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The Diary of a Nobody
·
George Grossmith Weedon Grossmith
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CHAPTER
XI
We
have
a
dose
of
Irving
imitations.
Make
the
acquaintance
of
a
Mr.
Padge.
Don’t
care
for
him.
Mr.
Burwin-Fosselton
becomes
a
nuisance.
NOVEMBER
20.—
Have
seen
nothing
of
Lupin
the
whole
day.
Bought
a
cheap
address-book.
I
spent
the
evening
copying
in
the
names
and
addresses
of
my
friends
and
acquaintances.
Left
out
the
Mutlars
of
course.
NOVEMBER
21.—
Lupin
turned
up
for
a
few
minutes
in
the
evening.
He
asked
for
a
drop
of
brandy
with
a
sort
of
careless
look,
which
to
my
mind
was
theatrical
and
quite
ineffective.
I
said:
“My
boy,
I
have
none,
and
I
don’t
think
I
should
give
it
you
if
I
had.”
Lupin
said:
“I’ll
go
where
I
can
get
some,”
and
walked
out
of
the
house.
Carrie
took
the
boy’s
part,
and
the
rest
of
the
evening
was
spent
in
a
disagreeable
discussion,
in
which
the
words
“Daisy”
and
“Mutlar”
must
have
occurred
a
thousand
times.
NOVEMBER
22.—
Gowing
and
Cummings
dropped
in
during
the
evening.
Lupin
also
came
in,
bringing
his
friend,
Mr.
Burwin-Fosselton—
one
of
the
“Holloway
Comedians”—
who
was
at
our
party
the
other
night,
and
who
cracked
our
little
round
table.
Happy
to
say
Daisy
Mutlar
was
never
referred
to.
The
conversation
was
almost
entirely
monopolised
by
the
young
fellow
Fosselton,
who
not
only
looked
rather
like
Mr.
Irving,
but
seemed
to
imagine
that
he
was
the
celebrated
actor.
I
must
say
he
gave
some
capital
imitations
of
him.
As
he
showed
no
signs
of
moving
at
supper
time,
I
said:
“If
you
like
to
stay,
Mr.
Fosselton,
for
our
usual
crust—
pray
do.”
He
replied:
“Oh!
thanks;
but
please
call
me
Burwin-Fosselton.
It
is
a
double
name.
There
are
lots
of
Fosseltons,
but
please
call
me
Burwin-Fosselton.”
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