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Right Ho, Jeeves
·
P. G. Wodehouse
176
In
fact,
I
saw
Aunt
Dahlia,
who,
having
assisted
at
so
many
hunting
dinners
in
her
time,
is
second
to
none
as
a
judge
of
the
symptoms,
give
a
start
and
gaze
long
and
earnestly.
And
she
was
just
saying
something
to
Uncle
Tom
on
her
left
when
the
bearded
bloke
stepped
to
the
footlights
and
started
making
a
speech.
From
the
fact
that
he
spoke
as
if
he
had
a
hot
potato
in
his
mouth
without
getting
the
raspberry
from
the
lads
in
the
ringside
seats,
I
deduced
that
he
must
be
the
head
master.
With
his
arrival
in
the
spotlight,
a
sort
of
perspiring
resignation
seemed
to
settle
on
the
audience.
Personally,
I
snuggled
up
against
the
chandler
and
let
my
attention
wander.
The
speech
was
on
the
subject
of
the
doings
of
the
school
during
the
past
term,
and
this
part
of
a
prize-giving
is
always
apt
rather
to
fail
to
grip
the
visiting
stranger.
I
mean,
you
know
how
it
is.
You’re
told
that
J.B.
Brewster
has
won
an
Exhibition
for
Classics
at
Cat’s,
Cambridge,
and
you
feel
that
it’s
one
of
those
stories
where
you
can’t
see
how
funny
it
is
unless
you
really
know
the
fellow.
And
the
same
applies
to
G.
Bullett
being
awarded
the
Lady
Jane
Wix
Scholarship
at
the
Birmingham
College
of
Veterinary
Science.
In
fact,
I
and
the
corn
chandler,
who
was
looking
a
bit
fagged
I
thought,
as
if
he
had
had
a
hard
morning
chandling
the
corn,
were
beginning
to
doze
lightly
when
things
suddenly
brisked
up,
bringing
Gussie
into
the
picture
for
the
first
time.
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