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Right Ho, Jeeves
·
P. G. Wodehouse
157
“How
still
and
peaceful
everything
is,”
said
Angela.
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Sunshine
was
gilding
the
grounds
of
Brinkley
Court
and
the
ear
detected
a
marked
twittering
of
birds
in
the
ivy
outside
the
window
when
I
woke
next
morning
to
a
new
day.
But
there
was
no
corresponding
sunshine
in
Bertram
Wooster’s
soul
and
no
answering
twitter
in
his
heart
as
he
sat
up
in
bed,
sipping
his
cup
of
strengthening
tea.
It
could
not
be
denied
that
to
Bertram,
reviewing
the
happenings
of
the
previous
night,
the
Tuppy-Angela
situation
seemed
more
or
less
to
have
slipped
a
cog.
With
every
desire
to
look
for
the
silver
lining,
I
could
not
but
feel
that
the
rift
between
these
two
haughty
spirits
had
now
reached
such
impressive
proportions
that
the
task
of
bridging
same
would
be
beyond
even
my
powers.
I
am
a
shrewd
observer,
and
there
had
been
something
in
Tuppy’s
manner
as
he
booted
that
plate
of
ham
sandwiches
that
seemed
to
tell
me
that
he
would
not
lightly
forgive.
In
these
circs.,
I
deemed
it
best
to
shelve
their
problem
for
the
nonce
and
turn
the
mind
to
the
matter
of
Gussie,
which
presented
a
brighter
picture.
With
regard
to
Gussie,
everything
was
in
train.
Jeeves’s
morbid
scruples
about
lacing
the
chap’s
orange
juice
had
put
me
to
a
good
deal
of
trouble,
but
I
had
surmounted
every
obstacle
in
the
old
Wooster
way.
I
had
secured
an
abundance
of
the
necessary
spirit,
and
it
was
now
lying
in
its
flask
in
the
drawer
of
the
dressing-table.
I
had
also
ascertained
that
the
jug,
duly
filled,
would
be
standing
on
a
shelf
in
the
butler’s
pantry
round
about
the
hour
of
one.
To
remove
it
from
that
shelf,
sneak
it
up
to
my
room,
and
return
it,
laced,
in
good
time
for
the
midday
meal
would
be
a
task
calling,
no
doubt,
for
address,
but
in
no
sense
an
exacting
one.
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