July 31.—Carrie was very pleased with the bangle, which I left
with an affectionate note on her dressing-table last night before going
to bed. I told Carrie we should have to start for our holiday
next Saturday. She replied quite happily that she did not mind,
except that the weather was so bad, and she feared that Miss Jibbons
would not be able to get her a seaside dress in time. I told Carrie
that I thought the drab one with pink bows looked quite good enough;
and Carrie said she should not think of wearing it. I was about
to discuss the matter, when, remembering the argument yesterday, resolved
to hold my tongue.
I said to Carrie: “I don’t think we can do better than
‘Good old Broadstairs.’” Carrie not only, to
my astonishment, raised an objection to Broadstairs, for the first time;
but begged me not to use the expression, “Good old,” but
to leave it to Mr. Stillbrook and other gentlemen of his type.
Hearing my ’bus pass the window, I was obliged to rush out of
the house without kissing Carrie as usual; and I shouted to her: “I
leave it to you to decide.” On returning in the evening,
Carrie said she thought as the time was so short she had decided on
Broadstairs, and had written to Mrs. Beck, Harbour View Terrace, for
The Diary of a Nobody
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