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Kipps: The Story of a Simple Soul

Kipps: The Story of a Simple Soul

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KIPPS

THE STORY OF A SIMPLE SOUL



Books by H. G. Wells


SHORT STORIES

Twelve Stories and a Dream
The Plattner Story and Others
Tales of Space and Time
The Stolen Bacillus and Other Stories

ROMANCES

The Food of the Gods
The Wonderful Visit
The War of the Worlds
The Invisible Man
The Time Machine
The First Men in the Moon
The Sea Lady
The Island of Dr. Moreau

NOVELS

Kipps
Love and Mr. Lewisham
The Wheels of Chance

SOCIOLOGICAL ESSAYS

A Modern Utopia
Anticipations
Mankind in the Making.


KIPPS

THE STORY OF A SIMPLE SOUL

BY H. G. WELLS

 

NEW YORK
CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS
1906


Copyright 1906, by
CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS
Published, 1906


"Those individuals who have led secluded or isolated lives, or have hitherto moved in other spheres than those wherein well-bred people move, will gather all the information necessary from these pages to render them thoroughly conversant with the manners and amenities of society."

Manners and Rules of Good Society

By a Member of the Aristocracy


CONTENTS:

Book I.
The Making of Kipps
PAGE
I.   The Little Shop at New Romney 3
II.   The Emporium 36
III.   The Wood-Carving Class 64
IV.   Chitterlow 88
V.   "Swapped" 117
VI.   The Unexpected 128
 
Book II.
Mr. Coote, the Chaperon
I.   The New Conditions 169
II.   The Walshinghams 201
III.   Engaged 218
IV.   The Bicycle Manufacturer 245
V.   The Pupil Lover 259
VI.   Discords 282
VII.   London 309
VIII.   Kipps Enters Society 354
IX.   The Labyrinthodon 380
 
Book III.
Kippses
I.   The Housing Problem 395
II.   The Callers 424
III.   Terminations 443

BOOK I THE MAKING OF KIPPS


CHAPTER I THE LITTLE SHOP AT NEW ROMNEY

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Until he was nearly arrived at adolescence it did not become clear to Kipps how it was that he was under the care of an aunt and uncle instead of having a father and mother like other boys. Yet he had vague memories of a somewhere else that was not New Romney—of a dim room, a window looking down on white buildings—and of a some one else who talked to forgotten people, and who was his mother. He could not recall her features very distinctly, but he remembered with extreme definition a white dress she wore, with a pattern of little sprigs of flowers and little bows of ribbon upon it, and a girdle of straight-ribbed white ribbon about the waist. Linked with this, he knew not how, were clouded half-obliterated recollections of scenes in which there was weeping, weeping in which he

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