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The Diary of a Nobody
·
George Grossmith Weedon Grossmith
92
FEBRUARY
10,
Sunday.—
Contrary
to
my
wishes,
Carrie
allowed
Lupin
to
persuade
her
to
take
her
for
a
drive
in
the
afternoon
in
his
trap.
I
quite
disapprove
of
driving
on
a
Sunday,
but
I
did
not
like
to
trust
Carrie
alone
with
Lupin,
so
I
offered
to
go
too.
Lupin
said:
“Now,
that
is
nice
of
you,
Guv.,
but
you
won’t
mind
sitting
on
the
back-seat
of
the
cart?”
Lupin
proceeded
to
put
on
a
bright-blue
coat
that
seemed
miles
too
large
for
him.
Carrie
said
it
wanted
taking
in
considerably
at
the
back.
Lupin
said:
“Haven’t
you
seen
a
box-coat
before?
You
can’t
drive
in
anything
else.”
He
may
wear
what
he
likes
in
the
future,
for
I
shall
never
drive
with
him
again.
His
conduct
was
shocking.
When
we
passed
Highgate
Archway,
he
tried
to
pass
everything
and
everybody.
He
shouted
to
respectable
people
who
were
walking
quietly
in
the
road
to
get
out
of
the
way;
he
flicked
at
the
horse
of
an
old
man
who
was
riding,
causing
it
to
rear;
and,
as
I
had
to
ride
backwards,
I
was
compelled
to
face
a
gang
of
roughs
in
a
donkey-cart,
whom
Lupin
had
chaffed,
and
who
turned
and
followed
us
for
nearly
a
mile,
bellowing,
indulging
in
coarse
jokes
and
laughter,
to
say
nothing
of
occasionally
pelting
us
with
orange-peel.
Lupin’s
excuse—
that
the
Prince
of
Wales
would
have
to
put
up
with
the
same
sort
of
thing
if
he
drove
to
the
Derby—
was
of
little
consolation
to
either
Carrie
or
myself.
Frank
Mutlar
called
in
the
evening,
and
Lupin
went
out
with
him.
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