Jeeves, the gentlemens'' gentleman is back in a mysterious adventure that taxes his mighty brain.
And of course there is also Bertie Wooster happily bumbling along.
On meeting Aunt Dahlia
"I felt sure we’d bump into each other, and I was right. London’s such a little village, isn’t it?’
‘Up to a point, aged thing. There are, in fact, many millions of us.’
‘I only count the people who matter, Bertie. And there are precious few of them.’
Aunt logic is an immovable object; aunts themselves an unstoppable force.
A Jeeves lecture on the nomenclature of onomatopoeia
‘What rot! Anything can clump or clank. The words are interwhatsitable.’
‘Sadly, sir, I must respectfully disagree. Clump is a sound made by non-metallic articles – heavy boots, perhaps, or boxing gloves. Metals clink, clank, or, periodically, clunk. I would draw your attention to the sound of silver coins, prison shackles, and padlocks, respectively. Wordsworth, you will recall, described “clanking chains” as “perfect liberty”, and Tennyson penned “unlifted was the clinking latch”. Glassware also clinks, sir, but only when suitably thin and hollow; you may have noticed that full bottles clunk. Thudding is noteworthy since, like clumping, it is cognate with ametallous collisions, such as horses’ hooves impacting on turf. Metals only thud when striking softer surfaces – an anvil, for instance, dropped onto a Persian carpet. When heavy metals like church bells percuss they ring or clang. Smaller bells tinkle or chime, especially when observed by poets, sir, who often concern themselves with the subject of tintinnabulation.’
We drove in silence for a mile or so.
‘Finished, Jeeves?’
‘Yes, sir.’
A Bertie quotes
‘It’s possible,’ she conceded, ‘that Monty might be a tabula rasa.’
‘I’m sure he’d shave more often if you asked him.’
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What’s the thing to thing, Jeeves, that’s thinged with those thingummies?’
He closed one eye and tapped out the syllables, like a pianist practising scales.‘The road to hell, sir? That is paved with good intentions?’
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I woke unusually early and unexpectedly refreshed, the way people pretend you do after a long cross-country run.
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‘Have you ever wondered,’ I enquired over the toasted soldiers, ‘why chickens and pigs, who rarely see eye to eye in the farmyard, are so utterly congenial on the plate?’
‘No, sir.’
‘It’s a mysterious thing.’
‘Is it, sir?’
I gestured to my plate. ‘Eggs and bacon. Chicken and pigs.’
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Who was it who said marriage exists not only to punish the guilty but also to protect the innocent?’
‘I believe the maxim is more usually applied to prison, sir, although one can appreciate the parallels.
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A car chase - in a Jeeves story?
In this novel we go past all the historical buildings and streets of London at breakneck speed!
Why a car chase? Because Bertie Wooster and his man servant Jeeves are now working for His Majesty's Secret Service!
Enjoy!
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