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Right Ho, Jeeves
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P. G. Wodehouse
102
The
thought
that
by
this
time
he
might
quite
easily
have
completed
the
preliminary
pourparlers
and
be
deep
in
an
informal
discussion
of
honeymoon
plans
was
very
pleasant
to
me.
Of
course,
considering
the
sort
of
girl
Madeline
Bassett
was--stars
and
rabbits
and
all
that,
I
mean--you
might
say
that
a
sober
sadness
would
have
been
more
fitting.
But
in
these
matters
you
have
got
to
realize
that
tastes
differ.
The
impulse
of
right-thinking
men
might
be
to
run
a
mile
when
they
saw
the
Bassett,
but
for
some
reason
she
appealed
to
the
deeps
in
Gussie,
so
that
was
that.
I
had
reached
this
point
in
my
meditations,
when
I
was
aroused
by
the
sound
of
the
door
opening.
Somebody
came
in
and
started
moving
like
a
leopard
toward
the
side-table
and,
lowering
the
feet,
I
perceived
that
it
was
Tuppy
Glossop.
The
sight
of
him
gave
me
a
momentary
twinge
of
remorse,
reminding
me,
as
it
did,
that
in
the
excitement
of
getting
Gussie
fixed
up
I
had
rather
forgotten
about
this
other
client.
It
is
often
that
way
when
you’re
trying
to
run
two
cases
at
once.
However,
Gussie
now
being
off
my
mind,
I
was
prepared
to
devote
my
whole
attention
to
the
Glossop
problem.
I
had
been
much
pleased
by
the
way
he
had
carried
out
the
task
assigned
him
at
the
dinner-table.
No
easy
one,
I
can
assure
you,
for
the
browsing
and
sluicing
had
been
of
the
highest
quality,
and
there
had
been
one
dish
in
particular--I
allude
to
the
nonnettes
de
poulet
Agnès
Sorel--which
might
well
have
broken
down
the
most
iron
resolution.
But
he
had
passed
it
up
like
a
professional
fasting
man,
and
I
was
proud
of
him.
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