A Damsel in Distress by P. G. (Pelham Grenville) Wodehouse
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train, and no one will know I've been gone."
"That's simple enough, what? Consider it done. When do you want to start?" "At once." "I'll toddle round to the garage and fetch the car." Reggie chuckled amusedly. "Rum thing! The mater's just been telling me I ought to take you for a drive." "You are a darling, Reggie, really!" Reggie gave her back another paternal pat. "I know what it means to be in love, dear old soul. I say, Maud, old thing, do you find love puts you off your stroke? What I mean is, does it make you slice your approach-shots?" Maud laughed. "No. It hasn't had any effect on my game so far. I went round in eighty-six the other day." Reggie sighed enviously. "Women are wonderful!" he said. "Well, I'll be legging it and fetching the car. When you're ready, stroll along down the road and wait for me." |
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