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           I’vetenderedmyresignationattheBank.”

           ForamomentIcouldnotspeak.Whenmyspeechcameagain,Isaid:“Howdareyou,sir?Howdareyoutakesuchaseriousstepwithoutconsultingme?Don’tanswerme,sir!—youwillsitdownimmediately,andwriteanoteatmydictation,withdrawingyourresignationandamplyapologisingforyourthoughtlessness.”

           ImaginemydisMaywhenherepliedwithaloudguffaw:“It’snouse.Ifyouwantthegoodoldtruth,I’vegotthechuck!”

           August7.—Mr.Perkupphasgivenmeleavetopostponemyholidayaweek,aswecouldnotgettheroom.ThiswillgiveusanopportunityoftryingtofindanappointmentforWilliebeforewego.TheambitionofmylifewouldbetogethimintoMr.Perkupp’sfirm.

           August11.—AlthoughitisaseriousmatterhavingourboyLupinonourhands,stillitissatisfactorytoknowhewasaskedtoresignfromtheBanksimplybecause“hetooknointerestinhiswork,andalwaysarrivedanhour(sometimestwohours)late.”WecanallstartoffonMondaytoBroadstairswithalightheart.Thiswilltakemymindofftheworryofthelastfewdays,whichhavebeenwastedoverauselesscorrespondencewiththemanageroftheBankatOldham.

           August13.—Hurrah!atBroadstairs.Veryniceapartmentsnearthestation.Onthecliffstheywouldhavebeendoubletheprice.Thelandladyhadanicefiveo’clockdinnerandteaready,whichweallenjoyed,thoughLupinseemedfastidiousbecausetherehappenedtobeaflyinthebutter.