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Chapter 17 |
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"No, sir. I am not very fond of this form of entertainment in the rural districts, sir." "I know what you mean. These country binges are all the same. A piano, one fiddle, and a floor like sandpaper. Is Anatole going? Angela hinted not." "Miss Angela was correct, sir. Monsieur Anatole is in bed." "Temperamental blighters, these Frenchmen." "Yes, sir." There was a pause. "Well, Jeeves," I said, "it was certainly one of those afternoons, what?" "Yes, sir." "I cannot recall one more packed with incident. And I left before the finish." "Yes, sir. I observed your departure." "You couldn't blame me for withdrawing." "No, sir. Mr. Fink-Nottle had undoubtedly become embarrassingly personal." "Was there much more of it after I went?" "No, sir. The proceedings terminated very shortly. Mr. Fink-Nottle's remarks with reference to Master G.G. Simmons brought about an early closure." "But he had finished his remarks about G.G. Simmons." "Only temporarily, sir. He resumed them immediately after your departure. If you recollect, sir, he had already proclaimed himself suspicious of Master Simmons's bona fides, and he now proceeded to deliver a violent verbal attack upon the young gentleman, asserting that it was impossible for him to have won the Scripture-knowledge prize without systematic cheating on an impressive scale. He went so far as to suggest that Master Simmons was well known to the police." "Golly, Jeeves!" |
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