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mood of pleasant commonplace. For a while they talked of Sid. It went clean out of Kipps' head, at that early stage even, that Ann was a`girl' according to the exposition of Chitterlow, and for a time he remembered only that she was Ann. But afterwards, with the reek of that talk in his head, he lapsed a little from that personal relation. They came out upon the beach and sat down in a tumbled pebbly place where a meagre grass and patches of sea poppy were growing, and Kipps reclined on his elbow and tossed pebbles in his hand, and Ann sat up, sunlit, regarding him. They talked in fragments. They exhausted Sid, they exhausted Ann, and Kipps was chary of his riches.
He declined to a faint lovemaking. `I got that 'arf-sixpence still,' he said.
'Reely?'
That changed the key. `I always kept mine, some'ow,' said Ann; and there was a pause.
They spoke of how often they had thought of each other during those intervening years. Kipps may have been untruthful, but Ann, perhaps, was not. `I met people here and there,' said Ann; `but I never met any one quite like you, Artie.'
`It's jolly our meeting again, anyhow,' said Kipps. `Look at that ship out there. She's pretty close in. ...'
He had a dull period, became, indeed, almost pensive, and then he was enterprising for a while. He tossed up his pebbles so that, as if by accident, they fell on Ann's h d. Then, very penitently, he stroked the place. That won have led to all sorts of coquetries on the part of Flo Bates, for example, but it disconcerted and checked Kipps to find Ann made no objection, smiled pleasantly down on him, with eyes half shut because of the sun. She was taking things very much for granted.
He began to talk, and Chitterlow standards resuming possession of him, he said he had never forgotten her.
`I never forgotten you either, Artie,' she said. `Funny, isn't it?'
It impressed Kipps also as funny.
He became reminiscent, and suddenly a warm summer's evening came back to him. `Remember them cockchafers, Ann?' he said. But the reality of the evening he recalled was not the chase of cockchafers. The great reality that had suddenly arisen between them was that he had never

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