THE WALSHINGHAMS
perceptibly into conversation is the object to be attained.
At this point Mr. Kipps rubbed his fingers through his hair with an expression of some perplexity and went back to the beginning.
§ 4
When Kipps made his call on the Walshinghams, it all happened so differently from the "Manners and Rules" prescription ("Paying Calls") that he was quite lost from the very outset. Instead of the footman or maidservant proper in these cases, Miss Walshingham opened the door to him herself. "I'm so glad you've come," she said, with one of her rare smiles.
She stood aside for him to enter the rather narrow passage.
"I thought I'd call," he said, retaining his hat and stick.
She closed the door and led the way to a little drawing-room, which impressed Kipps as being smaller and less emphatically coloured than that of the Cootes, and in which at first only a copper bowl of white poppies upon the brown tablecloth caught his particular attention.
"You won't think it unconventional to come in, Mr. Kipps, will you?" she remarked. "Mother is out."
"I don't mind," he said, smiling amiably, "if you don't."
She walked round the table and stood regarding
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