Right Ho, Jeeves

P. G. Wodehouse · 1934 · 264 pages

Right Ho, Jeeves

P. G. Wodehouse261

At any other moment, a crack like that would have woken the fiend in Bertram Wooster. I barely noticed it. I was intent on getting to the bottom of this mystery. “But I say, Jeeves, what?” “Sir?” “What does all this mean?” “You refer, sir----” “Of course I refer. You know what I’m talking about. What has been happening here since I left? The place is positively stiff with happy endings.” “Yes, sir. I am glad to say that my efforts have been rewarded.” “What do you mean, your efforts? You aren’t going to try to make out that that rotten fire bell scheme of yours had anything to do with it?” “Yes, sir.” “Don’t be an ass, Jeeves. It flopped.” “Not altogether, sir. I fear, sir, that I was not entirely frank with regard to my suggestion of ringing the fire bell. I had not really anticipated that it would in itself produce the desired results. I had intended it merely as a preliminary to what I might describe as the real business of the evening.” “You gibber, Jeeves.” “No, sir. It was essential that the ladies and gentlemen should be brought from the house, in order that, once out of doors, I could ensure that they remained there for the necessary period of time.” “How do you mean?” “My plan was based on psychology, sir.” “How?” “It is a recognized fact, sir, that there is nothing that so satisfactorily unites individuals who have been so unfortunate as to quarrel amongst themselves as a strong mutual dislike for some definite person. In my own family, if I may give a homely illustration, it was a generally accepted axiom that in times of domestic disagreement it was necessary only to invite my Aunt Annie for a visit to heal all breaches between the other members of the household. In the mutual animosity excited by Aunt Annie, those who had become estranged were reconciled almost immediately. Remembering this, it occurred to me that were you, sir, to be established as the person responsible for the ladies and gentlemen being forced to spend the night in the garden, everybody would take so strong a dislike to you that in this common sympathy they would sooner or later come together.”

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