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           Isaidratherwearily:“Butyouhavenottoldmeyouroldfriend’sname?”

           Lupinsaid,withaffectedcarelessness:“Ohdidn’tI?Well,Iwill.ItwasMurrayPosh.”

           May14.—Lupincamedownlate,andseeingmeathomeallthemorning,askedthereasonofit.CarrieandIbothagreeditwasbettertosaynothingtohimabouttheletterIwaswriting,soIevadedthequestion.

           Lupinwentout,sayinghewasgoingtolunchwithMurrayPoshintheCity.IsaidIhopedMr.Poshwouldprovidehimwithaberth.Lupinwentoutlaughing,saying:“Idon’tmindwearingPosh’sone-pricedhats,butIamnotgoingtosellthem.”Poorboy,Ifearheisperfectlyhopeless.

           IttookmenearlythewholedaytowritetoMr.Crowbillon.OnceortwiceIaskedCarrieforsuggestions;andalthoughitseemsungrateful,hersuggestionswerenoneofthemtothepoint,whileoneortwowereabsolutelyidiotic.OfcourseIdidnottellherso.Igottheletteroff,andtookitdowntotheofficeforMr.Perkupptosee,butheagainrepeatedthathecouldtrustme.

           Gowingcalledintheevening,andIwasobligedtotellhimaboutLupinandMr.Perkupp;and,tomysurprise,hewasquiteinclinedtosidewithLupin.Carriejoinedin,andsaidshethoughtIwastakingmuchtoomelancholyaviewofit.Gowingproducedapintsample-bottleofMadeira,whichhadbeengivenhim,whichhesaidwouldgetridoftheblues.