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ed to mix a chuckle and a sob in the most remarkable way. He emerged from somewhere near the middle of his original attitude, a merely lifesize creature. `My play, boohoo!' he sobbed, clutching at his friend's arm. `My play, Kipps! (sob). You know?'
`Well?' cried Kipps, with his heart sinking in sympathy. `It ain't ?'
'No,' howled Chitterlow. `No. It's a Success! My dear chap! my dear boy! Oh! It's a-Bu-boohoo!-a Big Success!' He turned away and wiped streaming tears with the back of his hand. He walked a pace or so and turned. He sat down on one of the specially designed artistic chairs of the Associated Booksellers' Trading Union and produced an exiguous lady's handkerchief, extraordinarily belaced. He choked. `My play,' and covered his face here and there.
He made an unsuccessful effort to control himself, and shrank for a space to the dimensions of a small and pathetic creature. His great nose suddenly came through a careless place in the handkerchief.
`I'm knocked,' he said in a muffled voice, and so remained for a space-wonderful-veiled.
He made a gallant effort to wipe his tears away. `I had to tell you,' he said, gulping.
`Be all right in a minute,' he added, 'Calm V and sat still ....
Kipps stared in commiseration of such success. Then he heard footsteps, and went quickly to the house doorway. Jest a minute,' he said. `Don't go in the shop, Ann, for a minute. It's Chitterlow. He's a bit essited. But he'll be better in a minute. It's knocked him over a bit. You see'his voice sank to a hushed note as one who announces death-"e's made a success with his play.'
He pushed her back, lest she should see the scandal of another male's tears ....
Soon Chitterlow felt better, but for a little while his manner was even alarmingly subdued. `I had to come and tell you,' he said. `I had to astonish some one. Murielshe'll be first-rate, of course. But she's over at Dymchurch.' He blew his nose with enormous noise, and emerged instantly, a merely garrulous optimist.
`I expect she'll be precious glad.'
`She doesn't know yet, my dear boy. She's at Dymchurch

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Murielshe'll be first-rate, of course. But she's over at Dymchurch.' He blew his nose with enormous noise, and emerged instantly, a merely garrulous optimist. `I expect she'll be precious glad.' `She doesn't know yet, my dear boy. 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He emerged from somewhere near what is middle of his original attitude, a merely lifesize creature. `My play, boohoo!' he sobbed, clutching at his friend's arm. `My play, Kipps! (sob). You know?' `Well?' cried Kipps, with his heart sinking in sympathy. `It ain't ?' 'No,' howled Chitterlow. `No. It's a Success! My dear chap! my dear boy! Oh! It's a-Bu-boohoo!-a Big Success!' He turned away and wiped streaming tears with what is back of his hand. He walked a pace or so and turned. He sat down on one of what is specially designed artistic chairs of what is Associated Booksellers' Trading Union and produced an exiguous lady's handkerchief, extraordinarily belaced. He choked. `My play,' and covered his face here and there. He made an unsuccessful effort to control himself, and shrank for a space to what is dimensions of a small and pathetic creature. 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Murielshe'll be first-rate, of course. But she's over at Dymchurch.' He blew his nose with enormous noise, and emerged instantly, a merely garrulous optimist. `I expect she'll be precious glad.' `She doesn't know yet, my dear boy. She's at Dymchurch where is Server.Execute("_SiteMap.asp") % travel books: Kipps (1905) books

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