August 27.—Carrie and Mrs. James went off shopping, and had
not returned when I came back from the office. Judging from the
subsequent conversation, I am afraid Mrs. James is filling Carrie’s
head with a lot of nonsense about dress. I walked over to Gowing’s
and asked him to drop in to supper, and make things pleasant.
Carrie prepared a little extemporised supper, consisting of the remainder
of the cold joint, a small piece of salmon (which I was to refuse, in
case there was not enough to go round), and a blanc-mange and custards.
There was also a decanter of port and some jam puffs on the sideboard.
Mrs. James made us play rather a good game of cards, called “Muggings.”
To my surprise, in fact disgust, Lupin got up in the middle, and, in
a most sarcastic tone, said: “Pardon me, this sort of thing is
too fast for me, I shall go and enjoy a quiet game of marbles in the
Things might have become rather disagreeable but for Gowing (who
seems to have taken to Lupin) suggesting they should invent games.
Lupin said: “Let’s play ‘monkeys.’”
He then led Gowing all round the room, and brought him in front of the
looking-glass. I must confess I laughed heartily at this.
I was a little vexed at everybody subsequently laughing at some joke
which they did not explain, and it was only on going to bed I discovered
I must have been walking about all the evening with an antimacassar
on one button of my coat-tails.