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May
3
.
--
Carrie
went
to
Mrs.
James
,
at
Sutton
,
to
consult
about
her
dress
for
next
Monday
.
While
speaking
incidentally
to
Spotch
,
one
of
our
head
clerks
,
about
the
Mansion
House
,
he
said
:
"
Oh
,
I
'm
asked
,
but
do
n't
think
I
shall
go
.
"
When
a
vulgar
man
like
Spotch
is
asked
,
I
feel
my
invitation
is
considerably
discounted
.
In
the
evening
,
while
I
was
out
,
the
little
tailor
brought
round
my
coat
and
trousers
,
and
because
Sarah
had
not
a
shilling
to
pay
for
the
pressing
,
he
took
them
away
again
.
May
4
.
--
Carrie
's
mother
returned
the
Lord
Mayor
's
invitation
,
which
was
sent
to
her
to
look
at
,
with
apologies
for
having
upset
a
glass
of
port
over
it
.
I
was
too
angry
to
say
anything
.
May
5
.
--
Bought
a
pair
of
lavender
kid-gloves
for
next
Monday
,
and
two
white
ties
,
in
case
one
got
spoiled
in
the
tying
.
May
6
,
Sunday
.
--
A
very
dull
sermon
,
during
which
,
I
regret
to
say
,
I
twice
thought
of
the
Mansion
House
reception
tomorrow
.
May
7
.
--
A
big
red-letter
day
;
viz.
,
the
Lord
Mayor
's
reception
.
The
whole
house
upset
.
I
had
to
get
dressed
at
half-past
six
,
as
Carrie
wanted
the
room
to
herself
.
Mrs.
James
had
come
up
from
Sutton
to
help
Carrie
;
so
I
could
not
help
thinking
it
unreasonable
that
she
should
require
the
entire
attention
of
Sarah
,
the
servant
,
as
well
.
Sarah
kept
running
out
of
the
house
to
fetch
"
something
for
missis
,
"
and
several
times
I
had
,
in
my
full
evening-dress
,
to
answer
the
back-door
.
The
last
time
it
was
the
greengrocer
's
boy
,
who
,
not
seeing
it
was
me
,
for
Sarah
had
not
lighted
the
gas
,
pushed
into
my
hands
two
cabbages
and
half-a-dozen
coal-blocks
.
I
indignantly
threw
them
on
the
ground
,
and
felt
so
annoyed
that
I
so
far
forgot
myself
as
to
box
the
boy
's
ears
.
He
went
away
crying
,
and
said
he
should
summons
me
,
a
thing
I
would
not
have
happen
for
the
world
.
In
the
dark
,
I
stepped
on
a
piece
of
the
cabbage
,
which
brought
me
down
on
the
flags
all
of
a
heap
.
For
a
moment
I
was
stunned
,
but
when
I
recovered
I
crawled
upstairs
into
the
drawing-room
and
on
looking
into
the
chimney-glass
discovered
that
my
chin
was
bleeding
,
my
shirt
smeared
with
the
coal-blocks
,
and
my
left
trouser
torn
at
the
knee
.
However
,
Mrs.
James
brought
me
down
another
shirt
,
which
I
changed
in
the
drawing-room
.
I
put
a
piece
of
court-plaster
on
my
chin
,
and
Sarah
very
neatly
sewed
up
the
tear
at
the
knee
.
At
nine
o'clock
Carrie
swept
into
the
room
,
looking
like
a
queen
.
Never
have
I
seen
her
look
so
lovely
,
or
so
distinguished
.
She
was
wearing
a
satin
dress
of
sky-blue
--
my
favourite
colour
--
and
a
piece
of
lace
,
which
Mrs.
James
lent
her
,
round
the
shoulders
,
to
give
a
finish
.
I
thought
perhaps
the
dress
was
a
little
too
long
behind
,
and
decidedly
too
short
in
front
,
but
Mrs.
James
said
it
was
à
la
mode
.
Mrs.
James
was
most
kind
,
and
lent
Carrie
a
fan
of
ivory
with
red
feathers
,
the
value
of
which
,
she
said
,
was
priceless
,
as
the
feathers
belonged
to
the
Kachu
eagle
--
a
bird
now
extinct
.
I
preferred
the
little
white
fan
which
Carrie
bought
for
three-and-six
at
Shoolbred
's
,
but
both
ladies
sat
on
me
at
once
.
We
arrived
at
the
Mansion
House
too
early
,
which
was
rather
fortunate
,
for
I
had
an
opportunity
of
speaking
to
his
lordship
,
who
graciously
condescended
to
talk
with
me
some
minutes
;
but
I
must
say
I
was
disappointed
to
find
he
did
not
even
know
Mr.
Perkupp
,
our
principal
.
I
felt
as
if
we
had
been
invited
to
the
Mansion
House
by
one
who
did
not
know
the
Lord
Mayor
himself
.
Crowds
arrived
,
and
I
shall
never
forget
the
grand
sight
.
My
humble
pen
can
never
describe
it
.
I
was
a
little
annoyed
with
Carrie
,
who
kept
saying
:
"
Is
n't
it
a
pity
we
do
n't
know
anybody
?
"
