P. G. Wodehouse

“ Keggs had no information to give as to Ruth's destination or the probable hour of her return. She had vanished without a word, except a request to Keggs to tell the driver of her taxi to go to the Thirty-Third Street subway.
"Must 'a' 'ad bad noos," Keggs thought, "because she were look'n' white as a sheet."
Mamie was sorry that Ruth had had bad news, but her departure certainly helped to relieve the pressure of an appalling situation.
With the absence of Ruth and Mrs. Porter the bits of luck came to an end. Try as she would, Mamie could discover no other silver linings in the cloud-bank. ”

“ Mamie's Irish temper got the better of her professional desire to maintain the discreetly respectful attitude of employee toward employer.
"Is it then? We'll see. Do you think I'm going to leave you and Steve to look after my Bill? What do men know about taking care of children? You would choke the poor mite or let him kill himself a hundred ways." ”

“ Mamie followed him into the studio, eluding Mr. Penway, whose arm was hovering in the neighbourhood of her waist.
"Sit down," said Kirk. "What's the trouble? Have you been trying to get at me before? We've been down to Long Beach."
"A delightful spot," observed Mr. Penway, who had followed. "Sandy, but replete with squabs. Why didn't you come earlier? We could have taken you."
"May I talk privately with you, Mr. Winfield?"
"Sure."
Kirk looked at Mr. Penway, who nodded agreeably.
"Outside for Robert?" he inquired amiably. "Very well. There is no Buttinsky blood in the Penway family. ”

“ The sole care of three small brothers and a weak-minded father gives a girl exceptional opportunities of cultivating poise under difficult conditions. It had become second nature with Mamie to keep her head though the heavens fell.
Consequently, when she entered the nursery next morning and found it empty, she did not go into hysterics. She did not even scream. She read Steve's note twice very carefully, then sat down to think what was her best plan of action. ”

“ But, by George, if you put that infernal thermometer in I'll run the automobile up against a telegraph-pole, and then Bill will lose us both."
"Finished?" said a voice. "Oh, I beg your pardon. Sorry."
Mr. Penway was gazing at them with affectionate interest from the doorway. Kirk released Mamie and stepped back.
"I only looked in," explained Mr. Penway. "Didn't mean to intrude. Thought you might have finished your chat, and it was a trifle lonely communing with nature."
"Bob," said Kirk, "you'll have to get on without me for a day or two. Make yourself at home. You know where everything is." ”