Very Good, Jeeves!

by P.G. Wodehouse

But against this must be set the fact that writing Jeeves stories gives me a great deal of pleasure and keeps me out of the public-houses.

'There is no time, sir, at which ties do not matter.'

And I drank a modicum of tea, with a good deal of hauteur.

It was terrible to see the change which love had effected in the man. The spectacle put me off my food.

'The modern young man,' said Aunt Dahlia, 'is a congenital idiot and wants a nurse to lead him by the hand and some strong attendant to kick him regularly at intervals of a quarter of an hour.'

A costermonger, roused, is a terrible thing.

'Perhaps the young gentleman will not notice that you have a face like a fish, sir,' suggested Jeeves. 'Ah! There's that, of course.' 'But we can't just trust to luck,' said Bobbie. 'It's probably the first thing he will notice.' 'In that case, miss,' said Jeeves, 'it might be the best plan if Mr Wooster did not attend the luncheon.'