P. G. Wodehouse

P. G. Wodehouse

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Portrait of P. G. Wodehouse P. G. Wodehouse Three Men and a Maid — CHAPTER 7 (1922)

Forget all about her again.”
“Nothing,” said Eustace Hignett gravely, “could make me do that. Our souls have blended. Our beings have called to one another from their deepest depths, saying ... There are your pyjamas, over in the corner ... saying, 'You are mine!' How could I forget her after that? Well, as I was saying, we parted. Little did I know that she was sailing on this very boat! But just now she came to me as I writhed on deck ...”
“Did you writhe?” asked Sam with a flicker of moody interest.
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Portrait of P. G. Wodehouse P. G. Wodehouse Three Men and a Maid — CHAPTER 7 (1922)

When a man's afraid, sings the bard, a beautiful maid is a cheering sight to see; and the same truth holds good when a man has made an exhibition of himself at a ship's concert. A woman's gentle sympathy, that was what Samuel Marlowe wanted more than anything else at the moment. That, he felt, was what the doctor ordered. He scrubbed the burnt cork off his face with all possible speed and changed his clothes and made his way to the upper deck.
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Portrait of P. G. Wodehouse P. G. Wodehouse Three Men and a Maid — CHAPTER 7 (1922)

He broke off while Sam cursed him, the Subway, and the city of New York, in the order named.
“My dear chap, what is the matter?”
“What is the matter? Ha!”
“Something is the matter,” persisted Eustace Hignett, “I can tell it by your manner. Something has happened to disturb and upset you. I know you so well that I can pierce the mask. What is it?
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