Death at the Excelsior - And Other Stories by P. G. (Pelham Grenville) Wodehouse
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enough to give him. He was rather hoping that you might see your way to
jerking up the total a bit." Old Little shook his head regretfully. "I fear that can hardly be managed. You see, a man in my position is compelled to save every penny. I will gladly continue my nephew's existing allowance, but beyond that I cannot go. It would not be fair to my wife." "What! But you're not married?" "Not yet. But I propose to enter upon that holy state almost immediately. The lady who for years has cooked so well for me honoured me by accepting my hand this very morning." A cold gleam of triumph came into his eye. "Now let 'em try to get her away from me!" he muttered, defiantly. * * * * * "Young Mr. Little has been trying frequently during the afternoon to reach you on the telephone, sir," said Jeeves that night, when I got home. "I'll bet he has," I said. I had sent poor old Bingo an outline of the situation by messenger-boy shortly after lunch. "He seemed a trifle agitated." "I don't wonder. Jeeves," I said, "so brace up and bite the bullet. I'm |
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