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Mike felt as if a young and powerful earthquake had passed. The whole face of his world had undergone a quick change. Here was he, the recalcitrant, wavering on the point of playing for the school, and here was Psmith, the last person whom he would have expected to be a player, stating calmly that he had been in the running for a place in the Eton eleven. Then in a flash Mike understood. He was not by nature intuitive, but he read Psmith’s mind now. Since the term began, he and Psmith had been acting on precisely similar motives. Just as he had been disappointed of the captaincy of cricket at Wrykyn, so had Psmith been disappointed of his place in the Eton team at Lord’s. And they had both worked it off, each in his own way—Mike sullenly, Psmith whimsically, according to their respective natures—on Sedleigh. If Psmith, therefore, did not consider it too much of a climb-down to renounce his resolution not to play for Sedleigh, there was nothing to stop Mike doing so, as—at the bottom of his heart—he wanted to do.

Mike and Psmith, P. G. Wodehouse

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I remember reading in one of those historical novels once about a chap – a buck he would have been, no doubt, or a macaroni or some such bird as that – who, when people said the wrong thing, merely laughed down from lazy eyelids and flicked a speck of dust from the irreproachable Mechlin lace at his wrists. This was practically what I did now. At least, I straightened my tie and smiled one of those inscrutable smiles of mine. I then withdrew and went out for a saunter in the garden.

Right Ho, Jeeves, P. G. Wodehouse

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vividfaces

“I had paused for a moment to look at the stars, wondering, as I always did when I saw stars, why Jeeves had once described them to me as quiring to the young-eyed Cherubim,”

— P.G. Wodehouse, The Mating Season

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The Larsen Exercises, invented by a certain Lieutenant Larsen, of the Swedish Army, have almost every merit. They make a man strong, supple, and slender. But they are not dignified. Indeed, to one seeing them suddenly and without warning for the first time, they are markedly humorous. The only reason why King Henry, of England, whose son sank with the White Ship, never smiled again, was because Lieutenant Larsen had not then invented his admirable exercises.

Something Fresh, P. G. Wodehouse

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thelastsea

There is a duck close by which utters occasional quacks that sound like a man with an unpleasant voice saying nasty things in an undertone.

P.G. Wodehouse, Performing Flea (via thelastsea)

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Jeeves, you see, is always getting me out of entanglements with the opposite sex, and he knows all about the various females who from time to time have come within an ace of hauling me to the altar rails, but of course we don't discuss them. To do so, we feel, would come under the head of bandying a woman's name, and the Woosters do not bandy women's names. Nor do the Jeeveses. I can't speak for his Uncle Charlie Silversmith, but I should imagine that he, too, has his code of ethics in this respect. These things generally run in families.

Much Obliged, Jeeves, P. G. Wodehouse

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Whenever a number of people are working at the same thing, even though that thing is not perhaps what they would have chosen as an object in life, if left to themselves, there is bound to exist an atmosphere of good-fellowship; something akin to, though a hundred times weaker than, the public school spirit. Such a community lacks the main motive of the public school spirit, which is pride the school and its achievements. Nobody can be proud of the achievements of a bank.

Psmith in the City, P. G. Wodehouse

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Out of office-hours he enjoyed himself hugely. London was strange to him, and with Psmith as a companion, he extracted a vast deal of entertainment from it. Psmith was not unacquainted with the West End, and he proved an excellent guide. At first Mike expostulated with unfailing regularity at the other’s habit of paying for everything, but Psmith waved aside all objections with languid firmness. ‘I need you, Comrade Jackson,’ he said, when Mike lodged a protest on finding himself bound for the stalls for the second night in succession. ‘We must stick together. As my confidential secretary and adviser, your place is by my side. Who knows but that between the acts tonight I may not be seized with some luminous thought? Could I utter this to my next-door neighbour or the programme-girl? Stand by me, Comrade Jackson, or we are undone.’ So Mike stood by him.

Psmith in the City, P. G. Wodehouse

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I don’t know if you have had the same experience, but a thing I have found in life is that from time to time, as you jog along, there occur moments which you are able to recognize immediately with the naked eye as high spots. Something tells you that they are going to remain etched, if etched is the word I want, for ever on the memory and will come back to you at intervals down the years, as you are dropping off to sleep, banishing that drowsy feeling and causing you to leap on the pillow like a gaffed salmon.

The Code of the Woosters, P. G. Wodehouse

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His hand moved upwards, and I think his idea was to bare his head reverently. The project was, however, rendered null and void by the fact that he hadn’t a hat on.

The Code of the Woosters, P. G. Wodehouse

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‘I thought of Jeeves,’ he repeated, ‘and I took the train to London and placed my problem before him. I was fortunate to catch him in time.’ ‘How do you mean, in time?’ ‘Before he left England.’ ‘He isn’t leaving England.’ ‘He told me that you and he were starting off almost immediately on one of those Round-The-World cruises.’ ‘Oh, no, that’s all off. I didn’t like the scheme.’ ‘Does Jeeves say it’s all off?’ ‘No, but I do.’ ‘Oh?’ He looked at me rather oddly, and I thought he was going to say something more on the subject. But he only gave a rummy sort of short laugh, and resumed his narrative.

The Code of the Woosters, P. G. Wodehouse

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It is, of course, an axiom, as I have heard Jeeves call it, that the smaller the man, the louder the check suit, and old Bassett’s apparel was in keeping with his lack of inches. Prismatic is the only word for those frightful tweeds and, oddly enough, the spectacle of them had the effect of steadying my nerves. They gave me the feeling that nothing mattered.

The Code of the Woosters, P. G. Wodehouse

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thefoxhuntingman

‘Jeeves is a wonder.’ ‘A marvel.’ ‘What a brain!’ ‘Size nine-and-a-quarter, I should say.’ ‘He eats a lot of fish. What a pity he has no ear for music,’ I said moodily. Then I stifled regret and tried to think not of my bereavement but of Chuffy’s bit of luck.

P.G. Wodehouse, Thank You, Jeeves (via thefoxhuntingman)

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Old Bassett, I noted, had laid out his money to excellent advantage. I am a bit of a connoisseur of country houses, and I found this one well up to sample. Nice façade, spreading grounds, smoothly shaven lawns, and a general atmosphere of what is known as old-world peace. Cows were mooing in the distance, sheep and birds respectively bleating and tootling, and from somewhere near at hand there came the report of a gun, indicating that someone was having a whirl at the local rabbits. Totleigh Towers might be a place where Man was vile, but undoubtedly every prospect pleased.

The Code of the Woosters, P. G. Wodehouse

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thefoxhuntingman

A rush of emotion filled me. ‘Jeeves,’ I said, and if my voice shook, what of it? We Woosters are but human, ‘you stand alone. Others abide our question, but you don’t, as the fellow said. I wish there was something I could do to repay you.’ He coughed that sheep-like cough of his. ‘There does chance to be a favour it is within your power to bestow, sir.’ ‘Name it, Jeeves. Ask of me what you will, even unto half my kingdom.’ ‘If you could see your way to abandoning your Alpine hat, sir.’

P.G, Wodehouse, Stiff Upper Lip, Jeeves (via thefoxhuntingman)

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I started. ‘Did Chuffy sneak round here this afternoon and scoop you in?’ ‘Yes, sir. I go with him to Chuffnell Regis in about a week’s time.’ ‘You do, do you? Well, it may interest you to know that I repair to Chuffnell Regis to-morrow.’ ‘Indeed, sir?’ ‘Yes. I have taken a cottage there. We shall meet at Philippi, Jeeves.’ ‘Yes, sir.’ ‘Or am I thinking of some other spot?’ ‘No, sir, Philippi is correct.’ ‘Very good, Jeeves.’ ‘Very good, sir.’

Thank You, Jeeves, P. G. Wodehouse

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Thank You, Jeeves, P. G. Wodehouse

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