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was changed, terribly changed, and Ann, no doubt, was changed.
He thought of her with the hair blown about her flushed cheeks as they stood together after their race ....
Certainly she must be changed, and all the magic she had been fraught with to the very hem of her short petticoats gone, no doubt, for ever. And as he thought that, or before and while he thought it-for he came to all these things in his own vague and stumbling way-he looked up, and there was Ann!
She was seven years older, and greatly altered; yet for the moment it seemed to him that she had not changed at all. `Ann!' he said; and she, with a lifting note, `It's Art Kipps !'
Then he became aware of changes--improvements. She was as pretty as she had promised to be, her blue eyes as dark as his memory of them, and with a quick, high colour; but now Kipps by several inches was the taller again. She was dressed in a simple gray dress, that showed her very clearly as a straight and healthy little woman, and her hat was Sundayfied, with pink flowers. She looked soft and warm and welcoming. Her face was alight to Kipps with her artless gladness at their encounter.
`It's Art Kipps !' she said.
`Rather' said Kipps.
`You got your holidays?'
It flashed upon Kipps that Sid had not told her of his great fortune. Much regretful meditation upon Sid's behaviour had convinced him that he himself was to blame for exasperating boastfulness in that affair, and this time he took care not to err in that direction. So he erred in the other.
`I'm taking a hit of a'oliday,' he said.
'So'm I,' said Ann.
`You been for a walk?' asked Kipps.
Ann showed him a bunch of wayside flowers.
`It's a long time since I seen you, Ann. Why, 'ow long must it be? Seven--eight years nearly.'
`It don't do to count,' said Ann.
`It don't look like it,' said Kipps, with the slightest emphasis.
`You got a moustache,' said Ann, smelling her flowers and looking at him over them, not without admiration,

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