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P. G. Wodehouse

Stiff Upper Lip, Jeeves

Bertie Wooster, equipped with alpine hat, is in trouble again. He must again travel to the dreaded Totleigh Towers to patch up the engagement between Gussie Fink-Nottle and Madeline Basset, lest he be forced to fill the vacancy. Great fun! Contains the same wonderful cast of characters we've come to know and laugh at as in “The Code of the Woosters,” the ever-dangerous Roderick Spode, the magistrate Sir Watkyn Basset, the oozing Madeline Basset, the capricious Stiffy, her would-be husband, “Stinker” Pinker, and her carniverous dog, Bartholomew. Jeeves' indomitable wisdom and wit will be tested to the utmost.
195 printed pages
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  • Alex Gshared an impressionlast year

    Fantastic, as usual.

  • Saloni Singhshared an impression9 years ago

    Wodehouse's usual brilliance.

  • Daria Lytkinshared an impression2 years ago
    👍Worth reading


  • Saloni Singhhas quoted9 years ago
    Sock your flock, and you're sunk.
  • trihawkjonhas quoted3 years ago
    'What's all this?' he demanded.
    'What's all what?' riposted Stiffy with spirit, and I remember thinking that she rather had him there.
    'It's against regulations to talk to the prisoner, Miss.'
    'Oates,' said Stiffy, 'you're an ass.'
    This was profoundly true, but it seemed to annoy the officer. He resented the charge, and said so, and Stiffy said she didn't want any back chat from him.
    'You road company rozzers make me sick. I was only trying to cheer him up.'
    It seemed to me that the officer gave a bitter snort, and a moment later he revealed why he had done so.
    'It's me that wants cheering up,' he said morosely, 'I've just seen Sir Watkyn and he says he isn't pressing the charge.'
    'What!' I cried.
    'What!' yipped Stiffy.
    'That's what,' said the constable, and you could see that while there was sunshine above, there was none in his heart. I could sympathise with him, of course. Naturally nothing makes a member of the Force sicker than to have a criminal get away from him. He was in rather the same position as some crocodile on the Zambesi or some puma in Brazil would have been, if it had earmarked Plank for its lunch and seen him shin up a high tree.
  • Annahas quoted4 years ago
    the smaller the ex-magistrate, the louder the dressing-gown. His was a bright purple number with yellow frogs,

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