February 12.—In the evening I spoke to Lupin about his engagement
with Daisy Mutlar. I asked if he had heard from her. He
replied: “No; she promised that old windbag of a father of hers
that she would not communicate with me. I see Frank Mutlar, of
course; in fact, he said he might call again this evening.”
Frank called, but said he could not stop, as he had a friend waiting
outside for him, named Murray Posh, adding he was quite a swell.
Carrie asked Frank to bring him in.
He was brought in, Gowing entering at the same time. Mr. Murray
Posh was a tall, fat young man, and was evidently of a very nervous
disposition, as he subsequently confessed he would never go in a hansom
cab, nor would he enter a four-wheeler until the driver had first got
on the box with his reins in his hands.
On being introduced, Gowing, with his usual want of tact, said: “Any
relation to ‘Posh’s three-shilling hats’?”
Mr. Posh replied: “Yes; but please understand I don’t try
on hats myself. I take no active part in the business.”
I replied: “I wish I had a business like it.” Mr.
Posh seemed pleased, and gave a long but most interesting history of
the extraordinary difficulties in the manufacture of cheap hats.
Murray Posh evidently knew Daisy Mutlar very intimately from the
way he was talking of her; and Frank said to Lupin once, laughingly:
“If you don’t look out, Posh will cut you out!”
When they had all gone, I referred to this flippant conversation; and
Lupin said, sarcastically: “A man who is jealous has no respect
for himself. A man who would be jealous of an elephant like Murray
Posh could only have a contempt for himself. I know Daisy.
She would wait ten years for me, as I said before; in fact, if
necessary, she would wait twenty years for me.”