George Grossmith

After my work in the City, I like to be at home. What’s the good of a home, if you are never in it? “Home, Sweet Home,” that’s my motto. I am always in of an evening.

I don’t often make jokes.

and I heard him fall over the scraper, which made me feel glad I hadn’t removed it. When he had gone, I thought of a splendid answer I ought to have given him. However, I will keep it for another occasion.

I consented, but felt I had been talked over.

I would not argue with him any further. You cannot argue with people like that.

Gowing is sometimes very tedious with his remarks, and not always cautious; and Carrie once very properly reminded him that she was present.

To-day was a day of annoyances.

Thought afterwards it would have been more dignified if I had pretended not to have heard him at all.

I never was so immensely tickled by anything I have ever said before.

I walked home in silence; I couldn’t speak to them. I felt very dull all the evening, but deemed it advisable not to say anything to Carrie about the matter.