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Updated: May 7, 2025
"Have you any mauve notepaper of this quality?" Adela asked the assistant. "We haven't any mauve," said the assistant, "but we've two shades of green and a darker shade of grey." Mrs. Chemping inspected the greens and the darker grey, and chose the blue. "Now we can have some lunch," she said.
Adela Chemping, who considered herself in some measure superior to the allurements of an ordinary bargain sale, made a point of attending the reduction week at Walpurgis and Nettlepink's. "I'm not a bargain hunter," she said, "but I like to go where bargains are." Which showed that beneath her surface strength of character there flowed a gracious undercurrent of human weakness.
"I didn't bring a hat," he said, "because it is such a nuisance when one is shopping; I mean it is so awkward if one meets anyone one knows and has to take one's hat off when one's hands are full of parcels. If one hasn't got a hat on one can't take it off." Mrs. Chemping sighed with great relief; her worst fear had been laid at rest.
Chemping held one or two napkins up to the light and stared fixedly at them, as though she half expected to find some revolutionary cypher written on them in scarcely visible ink; then she suddenly broke away in the direction of the glassware department.
It takes up no room in one's baggage." Mrs. Chemping bought stacks of writing paper; it was so cheap, and it went so flat in a trunk or portmanteau. She also bought a few envelopes envelopes somehow seemed rather an extragavance compared with notepaper. "Do you think Ruth will like blue or grey paper?" she asked Cyprian. "Grey," said Cyprian, who had never met the lady in question.
It was in the leather goods department some quarter of an hour later that Adela Chemping caught sight of her nephew, separated from her by a rampart of suit-cases and portmanteaux and hemmed in by the jostling crush of human beings that now invaded every corner of the great shopping emporium.
With a view to providing herself with a male escort Mrs. Chemping had invited her youngest nephew to accompany her on the first day of the shopping expedition, throwing in the additional allurement of a cinematograph theatre and the prospect of light refreshment.
"No one uses that kind of vase nowadays," she informed Cyprian, "but they will do for presents next Christmas." Two sunshades that were marked down to a price that Mrs. Chemping considered absurdly cheap were added to her purchases. "One of them will do for Ruth Colson; she is going out to the Malay States, and a sunshade will always be useful there. And I must get her some thin writing paper.
His aunt particularly noted this item of his toilet when they met at the appointed rendezvous, because he was standing waiting for her bareheaded. "Where is your hat?" she asked. "I didn't bring one with me," he replied. Adela Chemping was slightly scandalised.
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