father and a snivelling mother, the rest are SUPERS who have to
dress well and have to PAY for their insignificant parts in the
shape of costly presents." I did not care for the theatrical
slang, but thought it clever, though disrespectful.

I told Sarah not to bring up the blanc-mange again for breakfast.
It seems to have been placed on our table at every meal since
Wednesday. Cummings came round in the evening, and congratulated
us on the success of our party. He said it was the best party he
had been to for many a year; but he wished we had let him know it
was full dress, as he would have turned up in his swallow-tails.
We sat down to a quiet game of dominoes, and were interrupted by
the noisy entrance of Lupin and Frank Mutlar. Cummings and I asked
them to join us. Lupin said he did not care for dominoes, and
suggested a game of "Spoof." On my asking if it required counters,
Frank and Lupin in measured time said: "One, two, three; go! Have
you an estate in Greenland?" It was simply Greek to me, but it
appears it is one of the customs of the "Holloway Comedians" to do
this when a member displays ignorance.

In spite of my instructions, that blanc-mange was brought up again
for supper. To make matters worse, there had been an attempt to
disguise it, by placing it in a glass dish with jam round it.
Carrie asked Lupin if he would have some, and he replied: "No
second-hand goods for me, thank you." I told Carrie, when we were
alone, if that blanc-mange were placed on the table again I should
walk out of the house.

November 19, Sunday.--A delightfully quiet day. In the afternoon
Lupin was off to spend the rest of the day with the Mutlars. He