Mr.Guppy and Mr.Richard Carstone divide the dignity of the office.

But Mr.Carstone is for the time being established in Kenge's room, whereat Mr.Guppy chafes.
So exceedingly that he with biting sarcasm informs his mother, in the confidential moments when he sups with her off a lobster and lettuce in the Old Street Road, that he is afraid the office is hardly good enough for swells, and that if he had known there was a swell coming, he would have got it painted.
Mr.Guppy suspects everybody who enters on the occupation of a stool in Kenge and Carboy's office of entertaining, as a matter of course, sinister designs upon him.

He is clear that every such person wants to depose him.

If he be ever asked how, why, when, or wherefore, he shuts up one eye and shakes his head.

On the strength of these profound views, he in the most ingenious manner takes infinite pains to counterplot when there is no plot, and plays the deepest games of chess without any adversary.
It is a source of much gratification to Mr.Guppy, therefore, to find the new-comer constantly poring over the papers in Jarndyce and Jarndyce, for he well knows that nothing but confusion and failure can come of that.