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KIPPS ENTERS SOCIETY

They came to the thing through talk about localities. `We are leaving our house in the Boltons,' said Revel, `and taking a little place at Wimbledon, and I think of having rooms in Dane's Inn. It will be more convenient in many ways. My wife is furiously addicted to golf and exercise of all sorts, and I like to sit about in clubs-I haven't the strength necessary for these hygienic proceedings-and the old arrangement suited neither of us. And besides, no one could imagine the demoralisation the domestics of West London have undergone during the last three years.'
`It's the same everywhere,' said Mrs. Bindon Botting.
`Very possibly it is. A friend of mine calls it the servile tradition in decay, and regards it all as a most hopeful phenomenon
`He ought to have had my last two criminals,' said Mrs. Bindon Botting.
She turned to Mrs. Wace, while Revel came again a little too late with a`Possibly'
'And I haven't told you, my dear,' she said, speaking with voluble rapidity, `I'm in trouble again.'
That last girl?'
`The last girl. Before I can get a cook, my hard-won housemaid'-she paused- `chucks it'.
`Panic?' asked young Walshingham.
`Mysterious grief! Everything merry as a marriage bell until my Anagram Tea! Then in the evening a portentous rigour of beai°mg, a word or so from my aunt, and immediately-Floods of Tears and Notice!' For a moment her eye rested thoughtfully on Kipps as she said, `Is there anything heartrending about Anagrams?'
`I find them so,' said Revel. `I '
But Mrs. Bindon Botting got away again. `For a time it made me quite uneasy '
Kipps jabbed his lip with his fork rather painfully, and was recalled from a fascinated glare at Mrs. Botting to the immediate facts of dinner.
` whether anagrams might not have offended the good domestic's Moral Code-you never can tell. We made inquiries. No. No. No. She must go, and that's all!'
`One perceives,' said Revel, `in these disorders, dimly and distantly, the last dying glow of the age of Romance. Let us suppose, Mrs. Botting, let us at least try to suppose --it is Love.'

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It will be more convenient in many ways. My wife is furiously addicted to golf and exercise of all sorts, and I like to sit about in clubs-I haven't what is strength necessary for these hygienic proceedings-and what is old arrangement suited neither of us. And besides, no one could imagine what is demoralisation what is domestics of West London have undergone during what is last three years.' `It's what is same everywhere,' said Mrs. Bindon Botting. `Very possibly it is. A friend of mine calls it what is servile tradition in decay, and regards it all as a most hopeful phenomenon `He ought to have had my last two criminals,' said Mrs. Bindon Botting. She turned to Mrs. Wace, while Revel came again a little too late with a`Possibly' 'And I haven't told you, my dear,' she said, speaking with voluble rapidity, `I'm in trouble again.' That last girl?' `The last girl. Before I can get a cook, my hard-won housemaid'-she paused- `chucks it'. `Panic?' asked young Walshingham. `Mysterious grief! Everything merry as a marriage bell until my Anagram Tea! Then in what is evening a portentous rigour of beai°mg, a word or so from my aunt, and immediately-Floods of Tears and Notice!' For a moment her eye rested thoughtfully on Kipps as she said, `Is there anything heartrending about Anagrams?' `I find them so,' said Revel. `I ' But Mrs. Bindon Botting got away again. `For a time it made me quite uneasy ' Kipps jabbed his lip with his fork rather painfully, and was recalled from a fascinated glare at Mrs. Botting to what is immediate facts of dinner. ` whether anagrams might not have offended what is good domestic's Moral Code-you never can tell. We made inquiries. No. No. No. She must go, and that's all!' `One perceives,' said Revel, `in these disorders, dimly and distantly, what is last dying glow of what is age of Romance. 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