Tales of St. Austin's by P. G. (Pelham Grenville) Wodehouse
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'Yes, sir,' said Bradshaw. 'What are you doing in there, Bradshaw? Why were you not in school this afternoon? Come out at once.' This in deep and thrilling tones. 'Please, sir,' said Bradshaw complainingly, 'I can't open the door.' Now, the immediate effect of telling a person that you are unable to open a door is to make him try his hand at it. Someone observes that there are three things which everyone thinks he can do better than anyone else, namely poking a fire, writing a novel, and opening a door. Gerard was no exception to the rule. 'Can't open the door?' he said. 'Nonsense, nonsense.' And, swooping at the handle, he grasped it firmly, and turned it. At this point he made an attempt, a very spirited attempt, to lower the world's record for the standing high jump. I have spoken above of the pleasure it gave me to see a French master run. But for good, square enjoyment, warranted free from all injurious chemicals, give me a French master jumping. 'My dear Gerard,' said the amazed Mellish. 'I have received a shock. Dear me, I have received a most terrible shock.' So had I, only of another kind. I really thought I should have expired in my tracks with the effort of keeping my enjoyment strictly to |
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