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Right Ho, Jeeves
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P. G. Wodehouse
7
That’s
how
these
big
consulting
practices
like
Jeeves’s
grow.
Old
Sippy,
I
knew,
had
been
deeply
impressed
by
the
man’s
efforts
on
his
behalf
at
the
time
when
he
was
trying
to
get
engaged
to
Elizabeth
Moon,
so
it
was
not
to
be
wondered
at
that
he
should
have
advised
Gussie
to
apply.
Pure
routine,
you
might
say.
“Oh,
you’re
acting
for
him,
are
you?”
“Yes,
sir.”
“Now
I
follow.
Now
I
understand.
And
what
is
Gussie’s
trouble?”
“Oddly
enough,
sir,
precisely
the
same
as
that
of
Mr.
Sipperley
when
I
was
enabled
to
be
of
assistance
to
him.
No
doubt
you
recall
Mr.
Sipperley’s
predicament,
sir.
Deeply
attached
to
Miss
Moon,
he
suffered
from
a
rooted
diffidence
which
made
it
impossible
for
him
to
speak.”
I
nodded.
“I
remember.
Yes,
I
recall
the
Sipperley
case.
He
couldn’t
bring
himself
to
the
scratch.
A
marked
coldness
of
the
feet,
was
there
not?
I
recollect
you
saying
he
was
letting--what
was
it?--letting
something
do
something.
Cats
entered
into
it,
if
I
am
not
mistaken.”
“Letting
‘I
dare
not’
wait
upon
‘I
would’,
sir.”
“That’s
right.
But
how
about
the
cats?”
“Like
the
poor
cat
i’
the
adage,
sir.”
“Exactly.
It
beats
me
how
you
think
up
these
things.
And
Gussie,
you
say,
is
in
the
same
posish?”
“Yes,
sir.
Each
time
he
endeavours
to
formulate
a
proposal
of
marriage,
his
courage
fails
him.”
“And
yet,
if
he
wants
this
female
to
be
his
wife,
he’s
got
to
say
so,
what?
I
mean,
only
civil
to
mention
it.”
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