P. G. Wodehouse

My Man Jeeves

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Jeeves—my man, you know—is really a most extraordinary chap. So capable.
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old bean would appear to have been constructed more for ornament than for use, don't you know
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Muriel Singer was one of those very quiet, appealing girls who have a way of looking at you with their big eyes as if they thought you were the greatest thing on earth and wondered that you hadn't got on to it yet yourself.
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pig-headed guy
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most awfully bucked
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one of those very quiet, appealing girls who have a way of looking at you with their big eyes as if they thought you were the greatest thing on earth and wondered that you hadn't got on to it yet yourself. She sat there in a sort of shrinking way, looking at me as if she were saying to herself, "Oh, I do hope this great strong man isn't going to hurt me." She gave a fellow a protective kind of feeling, made him want to stroke her hand and say, "There, there, little one!" or words to that effect. She made me feel that there was nothing I wouldn't do for her. She was rather like one of those innocent-tasting American drinks which creep imperceptibly into your system so that, before you know what you're doing, you're starting out to reform the world by force if necessary and pausing on your way to tell the large man in the corner that, if he looks at you like that, you will knock his head off. What I mean is, she made me feel alert and dashing, like a jolly old knight-errant or something of that kind. I felt that I was with her in this thing to the limit.
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The poor chap gave one of those mirthless laughs.
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looking anxious and worried, like a man who has done the murder all right but can't think what the deuce to do with the body.
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he was a man of extremely uncertain temper, and his general tendency was to think that Corky was a poor chump and that whatever step he took in any direction on his own account, was just another proof of his innate idiocy.
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He had written a book called American Birds, and was writing another, to be called More American Birds. When he had finished that, the presumption was that he would begin a third, and keep on till the supply of American birds gave out.
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There was the frightful suspense, you see, and, apart from that, birds, except when broiled and in the society of a cold bottle, bored him stiff.
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But Mr. Worple in his spare time was what is known as an ornithologist.
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When he has put the cat out and locked up the office for the night, he just relapses into a state of coma from which he emerges only to start being a captain of industry again
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Jute had apparently become a sort of obsession with him. He seemed to attach almost a spiritual importance to it.
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a robust sort of cove, who looked like living for ever. He was fifty-one, and it seemed as if he might go to par.
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His principal source of income, however, was derived from biting the ear of a rich uncle—one Alexander Worple, who was in the jute business.
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he had rather a gift for funny stuff when he got a good idea
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A portrait-painter, he called himself, but he hadn't painted any portraits. He was sitting on the side-lines with a blanket over his shoulders, waiting for a chance to get into the game.
Катя Шипатоваhas quoted2 years ago
squads of the right sort, some who rolled in dollars in houses up by the Park, and others who lived with the gas turned down mostly around Washington Square—artists and writers and so forth. Brainy coves.
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a pal of my cousin Gussie, who was in with a lot of people down Washington Square way
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