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THE DIARY OF A NOBODY. more than a boy; I hope you won't repent it."

31.—The last day of the Old Year. I received an extraordinary letter from Mr. Mutlar, senior. He writes: "Dear Sir,—For a long time past I have had considerable difficulty deciding the important question, 'Who is the master of my own house? Myself, or your son Lupin?' Believe me, I have no prejudice one way or the other; but I have been most reluctantly compelled to give judgment to the effect that I am the master of it. Under the circumstances, it has become my duty to forbid your son to enter my house again. I am sorry, because it deprives me of the society of one of the most modest, unassuming, and gentlemanly persons I have ever had the honour of being acquainted with."

I did not desire the last day to wind up disagreeably, so I said nothing to either Carrie or Lupin about the letter.

A most terrible fog came on, and Lupin would go out in it, but promised to be back to drink out the Old Year—a custom we have always observed. At a quarter to twelve Lupin had not returned, and the fog was fearful. As time was drawing close, I got out the spirits. Carrie and I deciding on whisky, I opened a fresh 154