P. G. Wodehouse

P. G. Wodehouse

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Portrait of P. G. Wodehouse 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.”
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Portrait of P. G. Wodehouse P. G. Wodehouse,  The Gem Collector — Chapter 4 (1909)

“ From farther down the train a lady and gentleman emerged.
“That's the man. Is that your uncle?” said Jimmy.
“Guilty,” said Spennie gloomily. “I suppose we'd better go and tackle them, Come on.”
They walked up the platform to where Sir Thomas stood smoking a meditative cigar and watching in a dispassionate way the efforts of his wife to bully the solitary porter attached to the station into a frenzy. Sir Thomas was a very tall, very thin man, with cold eyes, and tight, thin lips. His clothes fitted him in the way clothes do fit one man in a thousand. They were the best part of him.
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