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MR. LUCIEN LOGROLLER'S LATEST
THE DYSPEPSIA OF THE SOUL
"Rather ... rubbish."--_Spectator_
THE DYSPEPSIA OF THE SOUL Already in its first edition
I shuddered. "Wilkinson Bodfish? I do."
SPECTACLES OF FATE
Which Shows Why Librettists Pick at the Coverlet
POEMS
STORIES
WHEN PAPA SWORE IN HINDUSTANI
"Eh? What? Nineteen? Nonsense! Where are they?"
"We went to the Empire last Boatrace night together---"
"We went up the Char together in a Canader. Alone."
"Toss!" shouted Dick. "For Dolly! Never!"
"'S THAT?" shrieked bowler and wicket-keeper as one man
It was four o'clock by the time Tom and Dick went to the wickets for
"_Wha-at_?" said Tom
JEEVES TAKES CHARGE
I'd been told that in his youth Uncle Willoughby had been a bit of a
"Lord Emsworth? Not the one we know? Not the one at Blandings?"
"How can I do it? Didn't I tell you the parcel goes off to-morrow? I
"What! Who? Why?"
From breakfast on I felt like a bag-snatcher at a railway station. I
"I'm tidying your room. It's my last Saturday's act of kindness."
"About Bertie?" I heard Uncle Willoughby say
When he had gone I shut the door carefully. Then I turned to Jeeves
"Did you--Was there--Have you by chance---"
"I do not wish to hear any more. I see now that your Aunt Agatha was
DISENTANGLING OLD DUGGIE
"But I'm not sure Roderick's going to be there this time."
"I've been to a good many of them. You'll like Dorothea."
I went to Madison Avenue. It was one of the aunts' houses. There was
"To this woman--this Mrs. Darrell."
"Great Scott! Dorothea!"
"I am glad. It is no laughing matter. Have you any suggestions?"
"Next Wednesday. Take the three-forty-seven."
She paused again. She seemed to think I ought to be impressed
"Great Scott! Why ask me?"
"What!" I cried. "Me? Why? Why me?"
"I'm only a palmist. I don't pretend to be a clairvoyant. A marriage
"He may be at the North Pole."
"Then you must go to the North Pole."
It was the same club where Edwin was hiding from Florence. I pointed
"What?" he said. "Speak up. Don't mumble."
"Not Harry. Marry. He's going to marry a palmist."
"She must be mad. Hasn't she seen Edwin?"
"You _are_ Edwin?" he said slowly
Some days later Duggie called on me. The old boy was looking scared
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