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Right Ho, Jeeves
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P. G. Wodehouse
199
“Yes,
sir.”
“A
sort
of
‘Oh,
right-ho,
please
yourself,
but
if
you
don’t
want
me,
there
are
plenty
who
do.’”
“Precisely,
sir.
My
Cousin
George----”
“Never
mind
about
your
Cousin
George,
Jeeves.”
“Very
good,
sir.”
“Keep
him
for
the
long
winter
evenings,
what?”
“Just
as
you
wish,
sir.”
“And,
anyway,
I
bet
your
Cousin
George
wasn’t
a
shrinking,
non-goose-bo-ing
jellyfish
like
Gussie.
That
is
what
astounds
me,
Jeeves--that
it
should
be
Gussie
who
has
been
putting
in
all
this
heavy
gesture-making
stuff.”
“You
must
remember,
sir,
that
Mr.
Fink-Nottle
is
in
a
somewhat
inflamed
cerebral
condition.”
“That’s
true.
A
bit
above
par
at
the
moment,
as
it
were?”
“Exactly,
sir.”
“Well,
I’ll
tell
you
one
thing--he’ll
be
in
a
jolly
sight
more
inflamed
cerebral
condition
if
Tuppy
gets
hold
of
him....
What’s
the
time?”
“Just
on
eight
o’clock,
sir.”
“Then
Tuppy
has
been
chasing
him
for
two
hours
and
a
half.
We
must
save
the
unfortunate
blighter,
Jeeves.”
“Yes,
sir.”
“A
human
life
is
a
human
life,
what?”
“Exceedingly
true,
sir.”
“The
first
thing,
then,
is
to
find
him.
After
that
we
can
discuss
plans
and
schemes.
Go
forth,
Jeeves,
and
scour
the
neighbourhood.”
“It
will
not
be
necessary,
sir.
If
you
will
glance
behind
you,
you
will
see
Mr.
Fink-Nottle
coming
out
from
beneath
your
bed.”
And,
by
Jove,
he
was
absolutely
right.
There
was
Gussie,
emerging
as
stated.
He
was
covered
with
fluff
and
looked
like
a
tortoise
popping
forth
for
a
bit
of
a
breather.
“Gussie!”
I
said.
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