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Right Ho, Jeeves
·
P. G. Wodehouse
192
“You
misunderstand
me,
sir.
It
was
the
entire
company
who
sang.
The
head
master
turned
to
the
organist
and
said
something
to
him
in
a
low
tone.
Upon
which
the
latter
began
to
play
the
national
anthem,
and
the
proceedings
terminated.”
“I
see.
About
time,
too.”
“Yes,
sir.
Mrs.
Simmons’s
attitude
had
become
unquestionably
menacing.”
I
pondered.
What
I
had
heard
was,
of
course,
of
a
nature
to
excite
pity
and
terror,
not
to
mention
alarm
and
despondency,
and
it
would
be
paltering
with
the
truth
to
say
that
I
was
pleased
about
it.
On
the
other
hand,
it
was
all
over
now,
and
it
seemed
to
me
that
the
thing
to
do
was
not
to
mourn
over
the
past
but
to
fix
the
mind
on
the
bright
future.
I
mean
to
say,
Gussie
might
have
lowered
the
existing
Worcestershire
record
for
goofiness
and
definitely
forfeited
all
chance
of
becoming
Market
Snodsbury’s
favourite
son,
but
you
couldn’t
get
away
from
the
fact
that
he
had
proposed
to
Madeline
Bassett,
and
you
had
to
admit
that
she
had
accepted
him.
I
put
this
to
Jeeves.
“A
frightful
exhibition,”
I
said,
“and
one
which
will
very
possibly
ring
down
history’s
pages.
But
we
must
not
forget,
Jeeves,
that
Gussie,
though
now
doubtless
looked
upon
in
the
neighbourhood
as
the
world’s
worst
freak,
is
all
right
otherwise.”
“No,
sir.”
I
did
not
get
quite
this.
“When
you
say
‘No,
sir,’
do
you
mean
‘Yes,
sir’?”
“No,
sir.
I
mean
‘No,
sir.’”
“He
is
not
all
right
otherwise?”
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