P. G. Wodehouse,
The Gem Collector — Chapter 4
(1909)
“ Spennie plunged into an explanation, feeling all the time that he was making things worse for himself. Nobody is at his best in the matter of explanations if a lady whom he knows to be possessed of a firm belief in the incurable weakness of his intellect is looking fixedly at him during the recital. A prolonged conversation with Lady Blunt always made him feel exactly as if he were being tied into knots. “All this,” said Sir Thomas, as his nephew paused for breath, “is very, very characteristic of our dear Spennie.” ”
