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The Diary of a Nobody
·
George Grossmith Weedon Grossmith
84
JANUARY
4.—
Mr.
Perkupp
sent
for
me
and
told
me
that
my
position
would
be
that
of
one
of
the
senior
clerks.
I
was
more
than
overjoyed.
Mr.
Perkupp
added,
he
would
let
me
know
to-morrow
what
the
salary
would
be.
This
means
another
day’s
anxiety;
I
don’t
mind,
for
it
is
anxiety
of
the
right
sort.
That
reminded
me
that
I
had
forgotten
to
speak
to
Lupin
about
the
letter
I
received
from
Mr.
Mutlar,
senr.
I
broached
the
subject
to
Lupin
in
the
evening,
having
first
consulted
Carrie.
Lupin
was
riveted
to
the
Financial
News,
as
if
he
had
been
a
born
capitalist,
and
I
said:
“Pardon
me
a
moment,
Lupin,
how
is
it
you
have
not
been
to
the
Mutlars’
any
day
this
week?”
Lupin
answered:
“I
told
you!
I
cannot
stand
old
Mutlar.”
I
said:
“Mr.
Mutlar
writes
to
me
to
say
pretty
plainly
that
he
cannot
stand
you!”
Lupin
said:
“Well,
I
like
his
cheek
in
writing
to
you.
I’ll
find
out
if
his
father
is
still
alive,
and
I
will
write
him
a
note
complaining
of
his
son,
and
I’ll
state
pretty
clearly
that
his
son
is
a
blithering
idiot!”
I
said:
“Lupin,
please
moderate
your
expressions
in
the
presence
of
your
mother.”
Lupin
said:
“I’m
very
sorry,
but
there
is
no
other
expression
one
can
apply
to
him.
However,
I’m
determined
not
to
enter
his
place
again.”
I
said:
“You
know,
Lupin,
he
has
forbidden
you
the
house.”
Lupin
replied:
“Well,
we
won’t
split
straws—
it’s
all
the
same.
Daisy
is
a
trump,
and
will
wait
for
me
ten
years,
if
necessary.”
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