Part 57 (1/2)

”Look at the cleanin'. Free servants'll be lost in that 'ouse, Artie.”

”We must _'ave_ servants,” said Kipps.

Ann looked despondently at her future residence.

”We got to keep up our position, any'ow,” said Kipps, turning towards her. ”It stands to reason, Ann, we got a position. Very well! I can't 'ave you scrubbin' floors. You got to 'ave a servant and you got to manage a 'ouse. You wouldn't 'ave me ashamed----”

Ann opened her lips and did not speak.

”What?” asked Kipps.

”Nothing,” said Ann, ”only I did want it to be a _little_ 'ouse, Artie.

I wanted it to be a 'andy little 'ouse, jest for us.”

Kipps' face was suddenly flushed and mulish. He took up the curiously smelling tracings again. ”I'm not a-going to be looked down upon,” he said. ”It's not only Uncle I'm thinking of!”

Ann stared at him.

Kipps went on. ”I won't 'ave that young Wals.h.i.+ngham f'r instance, sneering and sniffling at me. Making out as if we was all wrong. I see 'im yesterday.... Nor Coote neether. I'm as good--we're as good.

Whatever's 'appened.”

Silence and the rustle of plans.

He looked up and saw Ann's eyes bright with tears. For a moment the two stared at one another.

”We'll 'ave the big 'ouse,” said Ann, with a gulp. ”I didn't think of that, Artie.”

Her aspect was fierce and resolute, and she struggled with emotion.

”We'll 'ave the big 'ouse,” she repeated. ”They shan't say I dragged you down wiv' me--none of them shan't say that. I've thought--I've always been afraid of that.”

Kipps looked again at the plan, and suddenly the grand house had become very grand indeed. He blew.

”No, Artie, none of them shan't say that,” and with something blind in her motions Ann tried to turn the plan round to her....

After all, Kipps thought there might be something to say for the milder project.... But he had gone so far that now he did not know how to say it.

And so the plans went out to the builders, and in a little while Kipps was committed to two thousand five hundred pounds worth of building. But then, you know, he had an income of twelve hundred a year.

--8

It is extraordinary what minor difficulties cl.u.s.ter about house building.

”I say, Ann,” remarked Kipps one day, ”we shall 'ave to call this little 'ouse by a name. I was thinking of 'Ome Cottage. But I dunno whether 'Ome Cottage is quite the thing like. All these little fishermen's places are called Cottages.”

”I like cottage,” said Ann.

”It's got eleven bedrooms, d'see,” said Kipps. ”I don't see 'ow you can call it a cottage with more bedrooms than four. Prop'ly speaking, it's a Large Villa. Prop'ly, it's almost a Big 'Ouse. Leastways a 'Ouse.”

”Well,” said Ann, ”if you must call it Villa--Home Villa.... I wish it wasn't.”