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           FromwhatIheard,Ididnotquitebelieveinthem,soIpersuadedCummingstotakemy£15worth,ashehadmorefaithinthemthanIhad.”

           Lupinburstoutlaughing,and,inthemostunseemlymanner,said:“Alas,poorCummings.He’lllose£35.”Atthatmomenttherewasaringatthebell.Lupinsaid:“Idon’twanttomeetCummings.”Ifhehadgoneoutofthedoorhewouldhavemethiminthepassage,soasquicklyaspossibleLupinopenedtheparlourwindowandgotout.Gowingjumpedupsuddenly,exclaiming:“Idon’twanttoseehimeither!”and,beforeIcouldsayaword,hefollowedLupinoutofthewindow.

           Formyownpart,Iwashorrifiedtothinkmyownsonandoneofmymostintimatefriendsshoulddepartfromthehouselikeacoupleofinterruptedburglars.PoorCummingswasveryupset,andofcoursewasnaturallyveryangrybothwithLupinandGowing.Ipressedhimtohavealittlewhisky,andherepliedthathehadgivenupwhisky;butwouldlikealittle“Unsweetened,”ashewasadviseditwasthemosthealthyspirit.Ihadnoneinthehouse,butsentSarahroundtoLockwood’sforsome.

           February20.—ThefirstthingthatcaughtmyeyeonopeningtheStandardwas—“GreatFailureofStockandShareDealers!Mr.JobCleanandsabsconded!”IhandedittoCarrie,andshereplied:“Oh!perhapsit’sforLupin’sgood.Ineverdidthinkitasuitablesituationforhim.”Ithoughtthewholeaffairveryshocking