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The Diary of a Nobody
·
George Grossmith Weedon Grossmith
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He
began
doing
the
Irving
business
all
through
supper.
He
sank
so
low
down
in
his
chair
that
his
chin
was
almost
on
a
level
with
the
table,
and
twice
he
kicked
Carrie
under
the
table,
upset
his
wine,
and
flashed
a
knife
uncomfortably
near
Gowing’s
face.
After
supper
he
kept
stretching
out
his
legs
on
the
fender,
indulging
in
scraps
of
quotations
from
plays
which
were
Greek
to
me,
and
more
than
once
knocked
over
the
fire-irons,
making
a
hideous
row—
poor
Carrie
already
having
a
bad
headache.
When
he
went,
he
said,
to
our
surprise:
“I
will
come
to-morrow
and
bring
my
Irving
make-up.”
Gowing
and
Cummings
said
they
would
like
to
see
it
and
would
come
too.
I
could
not
help
thinking
they
might
as
well
give
a
party
at
my
house
while
they
are
about
it.
However,
as
Carrie
sensibly
said:
“Do
anything,
dear,
to
make
Lupin
forget
the
Daisy
Mutlar
business.”
NOVEMBER
23.—
In
the
evening,
Cummings
came
early.
Gowing
came
a
little
later
and
brought,
without
asking
permission,
a
fat
and,
I
think,
very
vulgar-looking
man
named
Padge,
who
appeared
to
be
all
moustache.
Gowing
never
attempted
any
apology
to
either
of
us,
but
said
Padge
wanted
to
see
the
Irving
business,
to
which
Padge
said:
“That’s
right,”
and
that
is
about
all
he
did
say
during
the
entire
evening.
Lupin
came
in
and
seemed
in
much
better
spirits.
He
had
prepared
a
bit
of
a
surprise.
Mr.
Burwin-Fosselton
had
come
in
with
him,
but
had
gone
upstairs
to
get
ready.
In
half-an-hour
Lupin
retired
from
the
parlour,
and
returning
in
a
few
minutes,
announced
“Mr.
Henry
Irving.”
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