P. G. Wodehouse

Name: Jill the Reckless — Chapter 13
Author: P. G. Wodehouse

Jill the Reckless — Chapter 13 (1920)

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“Jill the Reckless — Chapter 13”, published in 1920, is a work by P. G. Wodehouse. It explores elements such as Wally, Freddie and New York.

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P. G. Wodehouse, Jill the Reckless — Chapter 13 (1920)

“ Much as she liked Freddie, he belonged to a chapter in her life which was closed and which she was trying her hardest to forget. It was impossible to think of Freddie without thinking of Derek, and to think of Derek was like touching an exposed nerve. The news that Freddie was in New York shocked her. New York had already shown itself a city of chance encounters. Could she avoid meeting Freddie?
She knew Freddie so well. There was not a dearer or a better-hearted youth in the world, but he had not that fine sensibility which pilots a man through the awkwardnesses of life. ”

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P. G. Wodehouse, Jill the Reckless — Chapter 13 (1920)

“ I In these days of rapid movement, when existence has become little more than a series of shocks of varying intensity, astonishment is the shortest-lived of all the emotions. There was an instant in which Jill looked at Wally and Wally at Jill with the eye of total amazement, and then, almost simultaneously, each began—the process was subconscious—to regard this meeting not as an isolated and inexplicable event, but as something resulting from a perfectly logical chain of circumstances. ”

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P. G. Wodehouse, Jill the Reckless — Chapter 13 (1920)

“ Wally burst into a roar of laughter.
"He's a corker!"
Jill was immensely relieved. For all her courageous bearing, she had not relished the task of breaking the news to Wally. She knew that he had a sense of humour, but a man may have a sense of humour and yet not see anything amusing in having his home stolen in his absence.
"I'm so glad you're not angry."
"Of course not."
"Most men would be."
"Most men are chumps." ”

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P. G. Wodehouse, Jill the Reckless — Chapter 13 (1920)

“ Nasty, tough sort of chap Wally Mason had been as a boy, and here he was, apparently, not altered a bit. At least the only improvement he could detect was that, whereas in the old days Wally, when in an ugly mood like this, would undoubtedly have kicked him, he now seemed content with mere words. All the same, he was being dashed unpleasant. And he was all wrong about poor Derek. This last fact he endeavoured to make clear.
"You don't understand," he said. "You don't realize. You've never met Lady Underhill, have you?" ”

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P. G. Wodehouse, Jill the Reckless — Chapter 13 (1920)

“ Sort of get a chappie into training for going to heaven, what? I mean, what?"
Jill looked about her like a trapped animal. It was absurd, she felt, but every nerve in her body cried out against the prospect of meeting Freddie. His very voice had opened old wounds and set them throbbing.
She listened in the doorway. Out of sight down the passage, Freddie seemed by the sounds to be removing his overcoat. She stole out and darted like a shadow down the corridor that led to Wally's bedroom. The window of the bedroom opened on to the wide roof which Uncle Chris had eulogized. ”

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P. G. Wodehouse, Jill the Reckless — Chapter 13 (1920)

“ Wally looked at him intently. There was a curious expression on his rough-hewn face.
"I can't understand you, Freddie. If ever there was a fellow who might have been expected to take the only possible view of Underhill's behaviour in this business, I should have said it was you. You're a public-school man. You've mixed all the time with decent people. You wouldn't do anything that wasn't straight yourself to save your life. Yet it seems to have made absolutely no difference in your opinion of this man Underhill that he behaved like an utter cad to a girl who was one of your best friends. ”

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P. G. Wodehouse, Jill the Reckless — Chapter 13 (1920)

“ Jovial, puffy-faced bird, who kept bobbing up behind a fat cigar. Have you ever noticed what whacking big cigars these fellows over here smoke? Rummy country, America. You ought to have seen the way this blighter could shift his cigar right across his face with moving his jaw-muscles. ”

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