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Lupin then said: "Fill up the glasses again, for I have some good
and unexpected news for you."
I had some slight misgivings, and so evidently had Carrie, for she
said: "I hope we shall think it good news."
Lupin said: "Oh, it's all right! I'M ENGAGED TO BE MARRIED!"
CHAPTER VIII.
Daisy Mutlar sole topic of conversation. Lupin's new berth.
Fireworks at the Cummings'. The "Holloway Comedians." Sarah
quarrels with the charwoman. Lupin's uncalled-for interference.
Am introduced to Daisy Mutlar. We decide to give a party in her
honour.
November 5, Sunday. - Carrie and I troubled about that mere boy
Lupin getting engaged to be married without consulting us or
anything. After dinner he told us all about it. He said the
lady's name was Daisy Mutlar, and she was the nicest, prettiest,
and most accomplished girl he ever met. He loved her the moment he
saw her, and if he had to wait fifty years he would wait, and he
knew she would wait for him.
Lupin further said, with much warmth, that the world was a
different world to him now, - it was a world worth living in. He
lived with an object now, and that was to make Daisy Mutlar - Daisy
Pooter, and he would guarantee she would not disgrace the family of
the Pooters. Carrie here burst out crying, and threw her arms
round his neck, and in doing so, upset the glass of port he held in
his hand all over his new light trousers.
I said I had no doubt we should like Miss Mutlar when we saw her,
but Carrie said she loved her already. I thought this rather
premature, but held my tongue. Daisy Mutlar was the sole topic of
conversation for the remainder of the day. I asked Lupin who her
people were, and he replied: "Oh, you know Mutlar, Williams and
Watts." I did not know, but refrained from asking any further
questions at present, for fear of irritating Lupin.
November 6. - Lupin went with me to the office, and had a long
conversation with Mr. Perkupp, our principal, the result of which
was that he accepted a clerkship in the firm of Job Cleanands and
Co., Stock and Share Brokers. Lupin told me, privately, it was an
advertising firm, and he did not think much of it. I replied:
"Beggars should not be choosers;" and I will do Lupin the justice
to say, he looked rather ashamed of himself.
In the evening we went round to the Cummings', to have a few
fireworks. It began to rain, and I thought it rather dull. One of
my squibs would not go off, and Gowing said: "Hit it on your boot,
boy; it will go off then." I gave it a few knocks on the end of my
boot, and it went off with one loud explosion, and burnt my fingers
rather badly. I gave the rest of the squibs to the little
Cummings' boy to let off.
Another unfortunate thing happened, which brought a heap of abuse
on my head. Cummings fastened a large wheel set-piece on a stake
in the ground by way of a grand finale. He made a great fuss about
it; said it cost seven shillings. There was a little difficulty in
getting it alight. At last it went off; but after a couple of slow
revolutions it stopped. I had my stick with me, so I gave it a tap
to send it round, and, unfortunately, it fell off the stake on to
the grass. Anybody would have thought I had set the house on fire
from the way in which they stormed at me. I will never join in any
more firework parties. It is a ridiculous waste of time and money.
November 7. - Lupin asked Carrie to call on Mrs. Mutlar, but Carrie
said she thought Mrs. Mutlar ought to call on her first. I agreed
with Carrie, and this led to an argument. However, the matter was
settled by Carrie saying she could not find any visiting cards, and
we must get some more printed, and when they were finished would be
quite time enough to discuss the etiquette of calling.
November 8. - I ordered some of our cards at Black's, the
stationers. I ordered twenty-five of each, which will last us for
a good long time. In the evening, Lupin brought in Harry Mutlar,
Miss Mutlar's brother. He was rather a gawky youth, and Lupin said
he was the most popular and best amateur in the club, referring to
the "Holloway Comedians." Lupin whispered to us that if we could
only "draw out" Harry a bit, he would make us roar with laughter.
At supper, young Mutlar did several amusing things. He took up a
knife, and with the flat part of it played a tune on his cheek in a
wonderful manner. He also gave an imitation of an old man with no
teeth, smoking a big cigar. The way he kept dropping the cigar
sent Carrie into fits.
In the course of conversation, Daisy's name cropped up, and young
Mutlar said he would bring his sister round to us one evening - his
parents being rather old-fashioned, and not going out much. Carrie
said we would get up a little special party. As young Mutlar
showed no inclination to go, and it was approaching eleven o'clock,
as a hint I reminded Lupin that he had to be up early to-morrow.
Instead of taking the hint, Mutlar began a series of comic
imitations. He went on for an hour without cessation. Poor Carrie
could scarcely keep her eyes open. At last she made an excuse, and
said "Good-night."
Mutlar then left, and I heard him and Lupin whispering in the hall
something about the "Holloway Comedians," and to my disgust,
although it was past midnight, Lupin put on his hat and coat, and
went out with his new companion.
November 9. - My endeavours to discover who tore the sheets out of
my diary still fruitless. Lupin has Daisy Mutlar on the brain, so
we see little of him, except that he invariably turns up at meal
times. Cummings dropped in.
November 10. - Lupin seems to like his new berth - that's a
comfort. Daisy Mutlar the sole topic of conversation during tea.
Carrie almost as full of it as Lupin. Lupin informs me, to my
disgust, that he has been persuaded to take part in the forthcoming
performance of the "Holloway Comedians." He says he is to play Bob
Britches in the farce, GONE TO MY UNCLE'S; Frank Mutlar is going to
play old Musty. I told Lupin pretty plainly I was not in the least
degree interested in the matter, and totally disapproved of amateur
theatricals. Gowing came in the evening.
November 11. - Returned home to find the house in a most
disgraceful uproar, Carrie, who appeared very frightened, was
standing outside her bedroom, while Sarah was excited and crying.
Mrs. Birrell (the charwoman), who had evidently been drinking, was
shouting at the top of her voice that she was "no thief, that she
was a respectable woman, who had to work hard for her living, and
she would smack anyone's face who put lies into her mouth." Lupin,
whose back was towards me, did not hear me come in. He was
standing between the two women, and, I regret to say, in his
endeavour to act as peacemaker, he made use of rather strong
language in the presence of his mother; and I was just in time to
hear him say: "And all this fuss about the loss of a few pages
from a rotten diary that wouldn't fetch three-halfpence a pound!"
I said, quietly: "Pardon me, Lupin, that is a matter of opinion;
and as I am master of this house, perhaps you will allow me to take
the reins."
I ascertained that the cause of the row was, that Sarah had accused
Mrs. Birrell of tearing the pages out of my diary to wrap up some
kitchen fat and leavings which she had taken out of the house last
week. Mrs. Birrell had slapped Sarah's face, and said she had
taken nothing out of the place, as there was "never no leavings to
take." I ordered Sarah back to her work, and requested Mrs.
Birrell to go home. When I entered the parlour Lupin was kicking
his legs in the air, and roaring with laughter.
November 12, Sunday. - Coming home from church Carrie and I met
Lupin, Daisy Mutlar, and her brother. Daisy was introduced to us,
and we walked home together, Carrie walking on with Miss Mutlar.
We asked them in for a few minutes, and I had a good look at my
future daughter-in-law. My heart quite sank. She is a big young
woman, and I should think at least eight years older than Lupin. I
did not even think her good-looking. Carrie asked her if she could
come in on Wednesday next with her brother to meet a few friends.
She replied that she would only be too pleased.
November 13. - Carrie sent out invitations to Gowing, the Cummings,
to Mr. and Mrs. James (of Sutton), and Mr. Stillbrook. I wrote a
note to Mr. Franching, of Peckham. Carrie said we may as well make
it a nice affair, and why not ask our principal, Mr. Perkupp? I
said I feared we were not quite grand enough for him. Carrie said
there was "no offence in asking him." I said: "Certainly not,"
and I wrote him a letter. Carrie confessed she was a little
disappointed with Daisy Mutlar's appearance, but thought she seemed
a nice girl.
November 14. - Everybody so far has accepted for our quite grand
little party for to-morrow. Mr. Perkupp, in a nice letter which I
shall keep, wrote that he was dining in Kensington, but if he could
get away, he would come up to Holloway for an hour. Carrie was
busy all day, making little cakes and open jam puffs and jellies.
She said she felt quite nervous about her responsibilities to-
morrow evening. We decided to have some light things on the table,
such as sandwiches, cold chicken and ham, and some sweets, and on
the sideboard a nice piece of cold beef and a Paysandu tongue - for
the more hungry ones to peg into if they liked.
Gowing called to know if he was to put on "swallow-tails" to-
morrow. Carrie said he had better dress, especially as Mr.
Franching was coming, and there was a possibility of Mr. Perkupp
also putting in an appearance.
Gowing said: "Oh, I only wanted to know, for I have not worn my
dress-coat for some time, and I must send it to have the creases
pressed out."
After Gowing left, Lupin came in, and in his anxiety to please
Daisy Mutlar, carped at and criticised the arrangements, and, in
fact, disapproved of everything, including our having asked our old
friend Cummings, who, he said, would look in evening-dress like a
green-grocer engaged to wait, and who must not be surprised if
Daisy took him for one.
I fairly lost my temper, and said: "Lupin, allow me to tell you
Miss Daisy Mutlar is not the Queen of England. I gave you credit
for more wisdom than to allow yourself to be inveigled into an
engagement with a woman considerably older than yourself. I advise
you to think of earning your living before entangling yourself with
a wife whom you will have to support, and, in all probability, her
brother also, who appeared to be nothing but a loafer."
Instead of receiving this advice in a sensible manner, Lupin jumped
up and said: "If you insult the lady I am engaged to, you insult
me. I will leave the house and never darken your doors again."
He went out of the house, slamming the hall-door. But it was all
right. He came back to supper, and we played Bezique till nearly
twelve o'clock.
CHAPTER IX.
Our first important Party. Old Friends and New Friends. Gowing is
a little annoying; but his friend, Mr. Stillbrook, turns out to be
quite amusing. Inopportune arrival of Mr. Perkupp, but he is most
kind and complimentary. Party a great success.
November 15. - A red-letter day. Our first important party since
we have been in this house. I got home early from the City. Lupin
insisted on having a hired waiter, and stood a half-dozen of
champagne. I think this an unnecessary expense, but Lupin said he
had had a piece of luck, having made three pounds out a private
deal in the City. I hope he won't gamble in his new situation.
The supper-room looked so nice, and Carrie truly said: "We need
not be ashamed of its being seen by Mr. Perkupp, should he honour
us by coming."
I dressed early in case people should arrive punctually at eight
o'clock, and was much vexed to find my new dress-trousers much too
short.
Lupin, who is getting beyond his position, found fault with my
wearing ordinary boots instead of dress-boots.
I replied satirically: "My dear son, I have lived to be above that
sort of thing."
Lupin burst out laughing, and said: "A man generally was above his
and unexpected news for you."
I had some slight misgivings, and so evidently had Carrie, for she
said: "I hope we shall think it good news."
Lupin said: "Oh, it's all right! I'M ENGAGED TO BE MARRIED!"
CHAPTER VIII.
Daisy Mutlar sole topic of conversation. Lupin's new berth.
Fireworks at the Cummings'. The "Holloway Comedians." Sarah
quarrels with the charwoman. Lupin's uncalled-for interference.
Am introduced to Daisy Mutlar. We decide to give a party in her
honour.
November 5, Sunday. - Carrie and I troubled about that mere boy
Lupin getting engaged to be married without consulting us or
anything. After dinner he told us all about it. He said the
lady's name was Daisy Mutlar, and she was the nicest, prettiest,
and most accomplished girl he ever met. He loved her the moment he
saw her, and if he had to wait fifty years he would wait, and he
knew she would wait for him.
Lupin further said, with much warmth, that the world was a
different world to him now, - it was a world worth living in. He
lived with an object now, and that was to make Daisy Mutlar - Daisy
Pooter, and he would guarantee she would not disgrace the family of
the Pooters. Carrie here burst out crying, and threw her arms
round his neck, and in doing so, upset the glass of port he held in
his hand all over his new light trousers.
I said I had no doubt we should like Miss Mutlar when we saw her,
but Carrie said she loved her already. I thought this rather
premature, but held my tongue. Daisy Mutlar was the sole topic of
conversation for the remainder of the day. I asked Lupin who her
people were, and he replied: "Oh, you know Mutlar, Williams and
Watts." I did not know, but refrained from asking any further
questions at present, for fear of irritating Lupin.
November 6. - Lupin went with me to the office, and had a long
conversation with Mr. Perkupp, our principal, the result of which
was that he accepted a clerkship in the firm of Job Cleanands and
Co., Stock and Share Brokers. Lupin told me, privately, it was an
advertising firm, and he did not think much of it. I replied:
"Beggars should not be choosers;" and I will do Lupin the justice
to say, he looked rather ashamed of himself.
In the evening we went round to the Cummings', to have a few
fireworks. It began to rain, and I thought it rather dull. One of
my squibs would not go off, and Gowing said: "Hit it on your boot,
boy; it will go off then." I gave it a few knocks on the end of my
boot, and it went off with one loud explosion, and burnt my fingers
rather badly. I gave the rest of the squibs to the little
Cummings' boy to let off.
Another unfortunate thing happened, which brought a heap of abuse
on my head. Cummings fastened a large wheel set-piece on a stake
in the ground by way of a grand finale. He made a great fuss about
it; said it cost seven shillings. There was a little difficulty in
getting it alight. At last it went off; but after a couple of slow
revolutions it stopped. I had my stick with me, so I gave it a tap
to send it round, and, unfortunately, it fell off the stake on to
the grass. Anybody would have thought I had set the house on fire
from the way in which they stormed at me. I will never join in any
more firework parties. It is a ridiculous waste of time and money.
November 7. - Lupin asked Carrie to call on Mrs. Mutlar, but Carrie
said she thought Mrs. Mutlar ought to call on her first. I agreed
with Carrie, and this led to an argument. However, the matter was
settled by Carrie saying she could not find any visiting cards, and
we must get some more printed, and when they were finished would be
quite time enough to discuss the etiquette of calling.
November 8. - I ordered some of our cards at Black's, the
stationers. I ordered twenty-five of each, which will last us for
a good long time. In the evening, Lupin brought in Harry Mutlar,
Miss Mutlar's brother. He was rather a gawky youth, and Lupin said
he was the most popular and best amateur in the club, referring to
the "Holloway Comedians." Lupin whispered to us that if we could
only "draw out" Harry a bit, he would make us roar with laughter.
At supper, young Mutlar did several amusing things. He took up a
knife, and with the flat part of it played a tune on his cheek in a
wonderful manner. He also gave an imitation of an old man with no
teeth, smoking a big cigar. The way he kept dropping the cigar
sent Carrie into fits.
In the course of conversation, Daisy's name cropped up, and young
Mutlar said he would bring his sister round to us one evening - his
parents being rather old-fashioned, and not going out much. Carrie
said we would get up a little special party. As young Mutlar
showed no inclination to go, and it was approaching eleven o'clock,
as a hint I reminded Lupin that he had to be up early to-morrow.
Instead of taking the hint, Mutlar began a series of comic
imitations. He went on for an hour without cessation. Poor Carrie
could scarcely keep her eyes open. At last she made an excuse, and
said "Good-night."
Mutlar then left, and I heard him and Lupin whispering in the hall
something about the "Holloway Comedians," and to my disgust,
although it was past midnight, Lupin put on his hat and coat, and
went out with his new companion.
November 9. - My endeavours to discover who tore the sheets out of
my diary still fruitless. Lupin has Daisy Mutlar on the brain, so
we see little of him, except that he invariably turns up at meal
times. Cummings dropped in.
November 10. - Lupin seems to like his new berth - that's a
comfort. Daisy Mutlar the sole topic of conversation during tea.
Carrie almost as full of it as Lupin. Lupin informs me, to my
disgust, that he has been persuaded to take part in the forthcoming
performance of the "Holloway Comedians." He says he is to play Bob
Britches in the farce, GONE TO MY UNCLE'S; Frank Mutlar is going to
play old Musty. I told Lupin pretty plainly I was not in the least
degree interested in the matter, and totally disapproved of amateur
theatricals. Gowing came in the evening.
November 11. - Returned home to find the house in a most
disgraceful uproar, Carrie, who appeared very frightened, was
standing outside her bedroom, while Sarah was excited and crying.
Mrs. Birrell (the charwoman), who had evidently been drinking, was
shouting at the top of her voice that she was "no thief, that she
was a respectable woman, who had to work hard for her living, and
she would smack anyone's face who put lies into her mouth." Lupin,
whose back was towards me, did not hear me come in. He was
standing between the two women, and, I regret to say, in his
endeavour to act as peacemaker, he made use of rather strong
language in the presence of his mother; and I was just in time to
hear him say: "And all this fuss about the loss of a few pages
from a rotten diary that wouldn't fetch three-halfpence a pound!"
I said, quietly: "Pardon me, Lupin, that is a matter of opinion;
and as I am master of this house, perhaps you will allow me to take
the reins."
I ascertained that the cause of the row was, that Sarah had accused
Mrs. Birrell of tearing the pages out of my diary to wrap up some
kitchen fat and leavings which she had taken out of the house last
week. Mrs. Birrell had slapped Sarah's face, and said she had
taken nothing out of the place, as there was "never no leavings to
take." I ordered Sarah back to her work, and requested Mrs.
Birrell to go home. When I entered the parlour Lupin was kicking
his legs in the air, and roaring with laughter.
November 12, Sunday. - Coming home from church Carrie and I met
Lupin, Daisy Mutlar, and her brother. Daisy was introduced to us,
and we walked home together, Carrie walking on with Miss Mutlar.
We asked them in for a few minutes, and I had a good look at my
future daughter-in-law. My heart quite sank. She is a big young
woman, and I should think at least eight years older than Lupin. I
did not even think her good-looking. Carrie asked her if she could
come in on Wednesday next with her brother to meet a few friends.
She replied that she would only be too pleased.
November 13. - Carrie sent out invitations to Gowing, the Cummings,
to Mr. and Mrs. James (of Sutton), and Mr. Stillbrook. I wrote a
note to Mr. Franching, of Peckham. Carrie said we may as well make
it a nice affair, and why not ask our principal, Mr. Perkupp? I
said I feared we were not quite grand enough for him. Carrie said
there was "no offence in asking him." I said: "Certainly not,"
and I wrote him a letter. Carrie confessed she was a little
disappointed with Daisy Mutlar's appearance, but thought she seemed
a nice girl.
November 14. - Everybody so far has accepted for our quite grand
little party for to-morrow. Mr. Perkupp, in a nice letter which I
shall keep, wrote that he was dining in Kensington, but if he could
get away, he would come up to Holloway for an hour. Carrie was
busy all day, making little cakes and open jam puffs and jellies.
She said she felt quite nervous about her responsibilities to-
morrow evening. We decided to have some light things on the table,
such as sandwiches, cold chicken and ham, and some sweets, and on
the sideboard a nice piece of cold beef and a Paysandu tongue - for
the more hungry ones to peg into if they liked.
Gowing called to know if he was to put on "swallow-tails" to-
morrow. Carrie said he had better dress, especially as Mr.
Franching was coming, and there was a possibility of Mr. Perkupp
also putting in an appearance.
Gowing said: "Oh, I only wanted to know, for I have not worn my
dress-coat for some time, and I must send it to have the creases
pressed out."
After Gowing left, Lupin came in, and in his anxiety to please
Daisy Mutlar, carped at and criticised the arrangements, and, in
fact, disapproved of everything, including our having asked our old
friend Cummings, who, he said, would look in evening-dress like a
green-grocer engaged to wait, and who must not be surprised if
Daisy took him for one.
I fairly lost my temper, and said: "Lupin, allow me to tell you
Miss Daisy Mutlar is not the Queen of England. I gave you credit
for more wisdom than to allow yourself to be inveigled into an
engagement with a woman considerably older than yourself. I advise
you to think of earning your living before entangling yourself with
a wife whom you will have to support, and, in all probability, her
brother also, who appeared to be nothing but a loafer."
Instead of receiving this advice in a sensible manner, Lupin jumped
up and said: "If you insult the lady I am engaged to, you insult
me. I will leave the house and never darken your doors again."
He went out of the house, slamming the hall-door. But it was all
right. He came back to supper, and we played Bezique till nearly
twelve o'clock.
CHAPTER IX.
Our first important Party. Old Friends and New Friends. Gowing is
a little annoying; but his friend, Mr. Stillbrook, turns out to be
quite amusing. Inopportune arrival of Mr. Perkupp, but he is most
kind and complimentary. Party a great success.
November 15. - A red-letter day. Our first important party since
we have been in this house. I got home early from the City. Lupin
insisted on having a hired waiter, and stood a half-dozen of
champagne. I think this an unnecessary expense, but Lupin said he
had had a piece of luck, having made three pounds out a private
deal in the City. I hope he won't gamble in his new situation.
The supper-room looked so nice, and Carrie truly said: "We need
not be ashamed of its being seen by Mr. Perkupp, should he honour
us by coming."
I dressed early in case people should arrive punctually at eight
o'clock, and was much vexed to find my new dress-trousers much too
short.
Lupin, who is getting beyond his position, found fault with my
wearing ordinary boots instead of dress-boots.
I replied satirically: "My dear son, I have lived to be above that
sort of thing."
Lupin burst out laughing, and said: "A man generally was above his
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- rotten [´rɔtn] a.腐烂的；腐朽的 (高中英语单词)
- decided [di´saidid] a.明显的；决定的 (高中英语单词)
- considerably [kən´sidərəbli] ad.显著地；十分 (高中英语单词)
- probability [,prɔbə´biliti] n.或有；可能性 (高中英语单词)
- darken [´dɑ:kən] v.变黑，转暗 (高中英语单词)
- gamble [´gæmbəl] v.&n.赌博；投机；冒险 (高中英语单词)
- accomplished [ə´kʌmpliʃt] a.完成了的；熟练的 (英语四级单词)
- totally [´təutəli] ad.统统，完全 (英语四级单词)
- uproar [´ʌprɔ:] n.喧嚣；骚动；轰鸣，轰动 (英语四级单词)
- waiter [´weitə] n.侍者，服务员 (英语四级单词)
- privately [´praivitli] ad.秘密，一个人 (英语六级单词)
- etiquette [´etiket] n.礼仪，礼节；规矩 (英语六级单词)
- taking [´teikiŋ] a.迷人的 n.捕获物 (英语六级单词)
- good-looking [] a.漂亮的，美貌的 (英语六级单词)
- annoying [ə´nɔiiŋ] a.使人气恼的；讨厌的 (英语六级单词)
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