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Right Ho, Jeeves
·
P. G. Wodehouse
60
“There
has
been
no
breach,”
I
said.
“You
might
describe
it
as
a
passing
coolness,
but
no
more.
We
did
not
happen
to
see
eye
to
eye
with
regard
to
my
white
mess-jacket
with
the
brass
buttons
and
I
was
compelled
to
assert
my
personality.
But----”
“Well,
it
doesn’t
matter,
anyway.
The
thing
that
matters
is
that
you
are
talking
piffle,
you
poor
fish.
Jeeves
lost
his
grip?
Absurd.
Why,
I
saw
him
for
a
moment
when
he
arrived,
and
his
eyes
were
absolutely
glittering
with
intelligence.
I
said
to
myself
‘Trust
Jeeves,’
and
I
intend
to.”
“You
would
be
far
better
advised
to
let
me
see
what
I
can
accomplish,
Aunt
Dahlia.”
“For
heaven’s
sake,
don’t
you
start
butting
in.
You’ll
only
make
matters
worse.”
“On
the
contrary,
it
may
interest
you
to
know
that
while
driving
here
I
concentrated
deeply
on
this
trouble
of
Angela’s
and
was
successful
in
formulating
a
plan,
based
on
the
psychology
of
the
individual,
which
I
am
proposing
to
put
into
effect
at
an
early
moment.”
“Oh,
my
God!”
“My
knowledge
of
human
nature
tells
me
it
will
work.”
“Bertie,”
said
Aunt
Dahlia,
and
her
manner
struck
me
as
febrile,
“lay
off,
lay
off!
For
pity’s
sake,
lay
off.
I
know
these
plans
of
yours.
I
suppose
you
want
to
shove
Angela
into
the
lake
and
push
young
Glossop
in
after
her
to
save
her
life,
or
something
like
that.”
“Nothing
of
the
kind.”
“It’s
the
sort
of
thing
you
would
do.”
“My
scheme
is
far
more
subtle.
Let
me
outline
it
for
you.”
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