P. G. Wodehouse,
A Prefect's Uncle — Chapter 16
(1903)
“ And no sooner was he inside than the Headmaster, with three simple words, took every particle of starch out of his anatomy.'Sit down, Lorimer,' he said.There are many ways of inviting a person to seat himself. The genial 'take a pew' of one's equal inspires confidence. ”
P. G. Wodehouse,
A Prefect's Uncle — Chapter 16
(1903)
“ The real title was The Dark Horse. Hullo, what's up now? Have you got 'em too?''What's up? I'll tell you. We're done for. Absolutely pipped. That's what's the matter.''Hang it, man, do give us a chance. Why can't you explain, instead of sitting there talking like that? Why are we done? What have we done, anyway?''The poem, of course, the prize poem. I forgot, I never told you. I hadn't time to write anything of my own, so I cribbed it straight out of a book called The Dark Horse. Now do you see?'Lorimer saw. ”
P. G. Wodehouse,
A Prefect's Uncle — Chapter 16
(1903)
“ The raucous 'sit down in front' of the frenzied pit, when you stand up to get a better view of the stage, is not so pleasant. But worst of all is the icy 'sit down' of the annoyed headmaster. In his mouth the words take to themselves new and sinister meanings. They seem to accuse you of nameless crimes, and to warn you that anything you may say will be used against you as evidence. ”
