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Right Ho, Jeeves
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P. G. Wodehouse
170
Jeeves
was
on
the
job,
adding
the
final
polish
to
the
old
topper,
and
I
was
about
to
apprise
him
of
the
latest
developments
in
the
matter
of
Gussie,
when
he
forestalled
me
by
observing
that
the
latter
had
only
just
concluded
an
agreeable
visit
to
the
Wooster
bedchamber.
“I
found
Mr.
Fink-Nottle
seated
here
when
I
arrived
to
lay
out
your
clothes,
sir.”
“Indeed,
Jeeves?
Gussie
was
in
here,
was
he?”
“Yes,
sir.
He
left
only
a
few
moments
ago.
He
is
driving
to
the
school
with
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Travers
in
the
large
car.”
“Did
you
give
him
your
story
of
the
two
Irishmen?”
“Yes,
sir.
He
laughed
heartily.”
“Good.
Had
you
any
other
contributions
for
him?”
“I
ventured
to
suggest
that
he
might
mention
to
the
young
gentlemen
that
education
is
a
drawing
out,
not
a
putting
in.
The
late
Lord
Brancaster
was
much
addicted
to
presenting
prizes
at
schools,
and
he
invariably
employed
this
dictum.”
“And
how
did
he
react
to
that?”
“He
laughed
heartily,
sir.”
“This
surprised
you,
no
doubt?
This
practically
incessant
merriment,
I
mean.”
“Yes,
sir.”
“You
thought
it
odd
in
one
who,
when
you
last
saw
him,
was
well
up
in
Group
A
of
the
defeatists.”
“Yes,
sir.”
“There
is
a
ready
explanation,
Jeeves.
Since
you
last
saw
him,
Gussie
has
been
on
a
bender.
He’s
as
tight
as
an
owl.”
“Indeed,
sir?”
“Absolutely.
His
nerve
cracked
under
the
strain,
and
he
sneaked
into
the
dining-room
and
started
mopping
the
stuff
up
like
a
vacuum
cleaner.
Whisky
would
seem
to
be
what
he
filled
the
radiator
with.
I
gather
that
he
used
up
most
of
the
decanter.
Golly,
Jeeves,
it’s
lucky
he
didn’t
get
at
that
laced
orange
juice
on
top
of
that,
what?”
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