"Jeeves," I said, "may I speak frankly?" "Certainly, sir." "What I have to say may wound you." "Not at all, sir." "Well, then--" No-wait. Hold the line a minute. I've gone off the rails.
"Jeeves," I said, "may I speak frankly?" "Certainly, sir." "What I have to say may wound you." "Not at all, sir." "Well, then--" No-wait. Hold the lin...
"A gentleman called to see you when you were out last night, sir," said Mrs. Medley, my landlady, removing the last of the breakfast things. "Yes?" I said, in my affable way. "A gentleman," said Mrs. Medley meditatively, "with a very powerful voice." "Caruso?" "Sir?" "I said, did he leave a name?" "Yes, sir. Mr. Ukridge." "Oh, my sainted aunt " "Sir " "Nothing, nothing."
"A gentleman called to see you when you were out last night, sir," said Mrs. Medley, my landlady, removing the last of the breakfast things. "Yes?" I ...
The supper room of the Savoy Hotel was all brightness and glitter and gayety. But Sir James Willoughby Pitt, baronet, of the United Kingdom, looked round about him through the smoke of his cigarette, and felt moodily that this was a flat world, despite the geographers, and that he was very much alone in it.
The supper room of the Savoy Hotel was all brightness and glitter and gayety. But Sir James Willoughby Pitt, baronet, of the United Kingdom, looked ro...
Freddie Rooke gazed coldly at the breakfast-table. Through a gleaming eye-glass he inspected the revolting object which Parker, his faithful man, had placed on a plate before him. "Parker " His voice had a ring of pain. "Sir?" "What's this?" "Poached egg, sir." Freddie averted his eyes with a silent shudder. "It looks just like an old aunt of mine," he said. "Remove it " He got up, and, wrapping his dressing-gown about his long legs, took up a stand in front of the fireplace. From this position he surveyed the room, his shoulders against the mantelpiece, his calves pressing the club-fender....
Freddie Rooke gazed coldly at the breakfast-table. Through a gleaming eye-glass he inspected the revolting object which Parker, his faithful man, had ...
It may be thought by some that in the pages which follow I have painted in too lurid colours the horrors of a foreign invasion of England. Realism in art, it may be argued, can be carried too far. I prefer to think that the majority of my readers will acquit me of a desire to be unduly sensational. It is necessary that England should be roused to a sense of her peril, and only by setting down without flinching the probable results of an invasion can this be done.
It may be thought by some that in the pages which follow I have painted in too lurid colours the horrors of a foreign invasion of England. Realism in ...
This novel takes place at the fictional "Beckford College," a private school for boys; it alludes to the arrival at the school of a mischievous young boy called Reginald Farnie, who turns out to be the uncle of the older "Bishop" Gethryn, a prefect, cricketer and popular figure in the school. His arrival, along with that of another youngster, Wilson, who becomes fag (the term means that younger pupils were required to act as personal servants to the most senior boys) to Gethryn, leads to much excitement and scandal in the school, and the disruption of some important cricket matches.
This novel takes place at the fictional "Beckford College," a private school for boys; it alludes to the arrival at the school of a mischievous young ...
My Man Jeeves is a collection of short stories by P. G. Wodehouse. Of the eight stories in the collection, half feature the popular characters Jeeves and Bertie Wooster, while the others concern Reggie Pepper, an early prototype for Wooster.
My Man Jeeves is a collection of short stories by P. G. Wodehouse. Of the eight stories in the collection, half feature the popular characters Jeeves ...
"When we get licked tomorrow by half-a-dozen wickets," said Jimmy Silver, tilting his chair until the back touched the wall, "don't say I didn't warn you. If you fellows take down what I say from time to time in note-books, as you ought to do, you'll remember that I offered to give anyone odds that Kay's would out us in the final. I always said that a really hot man like Fenn was more good to a side than half-a-dozen ordinary men. He can do all the bowling and all the batting. All the fielding, too, in the slips."
"When we get licked tomorrow by half-a-dozen wickets," said Jimmy Silver, tilting his chair until the back touched the wall, "don't say I didn't warn ...
When Jeeves suggests dreamy, soulful Gussie Fink-Nottle don scarlet tights and a false beard in his bid to capture the affections of Madeline Bassett, Bertie Wooster decides matters have definitely got out of hand, especially when it comes to a disagreement over a certain white mess jacket with brass buttons Taking Jeeves off the case, he embarks on a plan of his own to bring Madeline and Gussie together. But when things go disastrously wrong, who can Bertie turn to?
When Jeeves suggests dreamy, soulful Gussie Fink-Nottle don scarlet tights and a false beard in his bid to capture the affections of Madeline Bassett,...
The title story, "Death at the Excelsior," introduces readers to British private detective Elliot Oaks and his more experienced boss Paul Snyder in P.G. Wodehouse's only attempt at a detective story, which he pulls off with his signature comic twists and turns. The collection also offers a selection of other classic Wodehouse tales, including those featuring the author's most famous creations -- Bertie and Jeeves.
"Wodehouse is an anodyne to annoyances. He's a tonic for those suffering from bearable but burdensome loads of boredom, from jadedness of outlook and dinginess of soul."...
The title story, "Death at the Excelsior," introduces readers to British private detective Elliot Oaks and his more experienced boss Paul Snyder in...
