"You going t' Boologne?"
"Ra-ther. Parley vous Francey. You bet."
"I shall 'ave a bit of a run over there one of these days," said Kipps.
There came a pause. Pierce applied the top of his stick to his mouth for a space and regarded Kipps. Then he glanced at the people about them.
"I say, Kipps," he said in a distinct, loud voice, "see 'er Ladyship lately?"
Kipps perceived the audience was to be impressed, but he responded half-heartedly, "No, I 'aven't," he said.
"She was along of Sir William the other night," said Pierce, still loud and clear, "and she asked to be remembered to you."
It seemed to Kipps that one of the two ladies smiled faintly and said something to the other, and then certainly they glanced at Pierce. Kipps flushed scarlet. "Did she?" he answered.
Buggins laughed good-humouredly over his pipe.
"Sir William suffers a lot from his gout," Pierce continued unabashed.
(Buggins much amused with his pipe between his teeth.)
Kipps became aware of Coote at hand.
Coote nodded rather distantly to Pierce. "Hope I haven't kept you waiting, Kipps," he said.
"I kep' a chair for you," said Kipps and removed a guardian foot.
