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Bosher Street
was to become involved in an imbroglio that would test the Wooster soul as it had seldom been tested before.
the eighteenth-century cow-creamer
And owing to the outstanding virtuosity of Anatole, her French cook, the browsing at her trough is always of a nature to lure the gourmet.
I caught a glimpse of Uncle Tom messing about with his collection of old silver.
the Quorn, the Pytchley and other organizations for doing the British fox a bit of no good.
all I wanted was to tell you to go to an antique shop in the Brompton Road—it’s just past the Oratory—you can’t miss it—and sneer at a cow-creamer.’
an eighteenth-century cow-creamer
‘Spink-Bottle,
How was the old newt-fancier?’
Gussie, circumstances having so ordered themselves as to render him full to the back teeth with the right stuff, had addressed the young scholars of Market Snodsbury Grammar School on the occasion of their annual prize giving.
In Right, Ho, Jeeves
salient facts
a sedulous eye.
Totleigh Towers,
They both collect old silver and snarl at one another like wolves about it all the time.
Brinkley Court,
The antique shop in the Brompton Road
Very near the Victoria and Albert Museum.
leaning on its umbrella in
A tray to bring food on. It’s from Spanish Salvar — to taste.
a man rising on stepping-stones of his dead self to higher things.’
‘Stealing umbrellas,
I had come out without my umbrella,
yet here I was, beyond any question of doubt, umbrellaed to the gills. What
Typo for when
I said that I understood that he had an eighteenth-century cow-creamer for sale.
It was a silver cow. But when I say ‘cow’,
This was a sinister, leering, Underworld sort of animal,
Here, take it outside in the street. It’s lighter there.’
The cow-creamer flew from my hands,
in the neighbourhood of Sloane Square.
From antique shop in Brampton Rd, to Sloan Sq, is about .7 miles straight down Sloan St
thoroughly cognizant
the morning cup of tea
On page 25, Bertie is drinking coffee!
Quorn and Pytchley
coffee.
On page 22, Bertie is drinking coffee!
So there you are. Bassett has the cow-creamer, and took it down to Totleigh last night.’
I’m going to pinch the damn thing.’
pince-nez
‘Macbeth, sir, a character in a play of that name by the late William Shakespeare. He was described as letting “I dare not” wait upon “I would”, like the poor cat i’ th’ adage.’
that telegram of Stiffy’s.
It was from Miss Stephanie Byng, Miss Bassett’s cousin,
Man was vile,
The Missionary Hymn’
By Reginald Heber (1783–1826)
Intended to be Sung on Occasion of his Preaching a Sermon for the Church Missionary Society, in April, 1820
FROM Greenland’s icy mountains,
From India’s coral strand,
Where Afric’s sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand;
From many an ancient river, 5
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error’s chain.
What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o’er Ceylon’s isle,
10
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile:
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen in his blindness 15
Bows down to wood and stone.
And the next moment, there I was, vis-à-vis, as the expression is, with my old pal the silver cow.
a voice behind me said ‘Hands up!’ and, turning, I observed Roderick Spode in the window.
I had described Roderick Spode to the butler as a man with an eye that could open an oyster at sixty paces,
the smaller the man, the louder the check suit,
like a fish that has been hauled out of a pond on a bent pin and isn’t at all sure it is equal to the pressure of events.
Trial of Mary Dugan—
During the play, the audience was addressed as if it were the jury. 1927 play about a showgirl accused of murder.
She looked at me like someone who has just solved the crossword puzzle with a shrewd ‘Emu’ in the top right-hand corner.
Beatrice Lillie…a
I remembered something Jeeves had once called Gussie. ‘A sensitive plant, what?’ ‘Exactly. You know your Shelley, Bertie.’ ‘Oh, am I?’
