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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."
Fink-Nottle's name is one that needs no introduction to you. It is, I venture to assert, a name that is familiar to us all." "Not to you," said Gussie. And the next moment I saw what Jeeves had meant when he had described him as laughing heartily. "Heartily" was absolutely the mot juste. It sounded like a gas explosion. "You didn't seem to know it so dashed well, what, what?" said Gussie.
I note that you are in possession of Mr. Fink-Nottle's orange juice. I was merely about to observe that in my opinion it would be injudicious to add spirit to it." "That is a remark, Jeeves, and it is precisely " "Because I have already attended to the matter, sir." "What?" "Yes, sir. I decided, after all, to acquiesce in your wishes." I stared at the man, astounded. I was deeply moved.
Indeed, it would not be too much to say that I gaped. "Mr. Fink-Nottle?" "Yes, sir." "You don't mean Mr. Fink-Nottle?" "Yes, sir." "But Mr. Fink-Nottle's not in London?" "Yes, sir." "Well, I'm blowed." And I'll tell you why I was blowed. I found it scarcely possible to give credence to his statement.
In such circumstances, gentlemen frequently talk at random, saying the first thing that chances to enter their heads. This, in Mr. Fink-Nottle's case, would seem to have been the newt, its treatment in sickness and in health." The scales fell from my eyes. I understood. I had had the same sort of thing happen to me in moments of crisis.
I keep telling you she's off to the country tomorrow." I gave it up. "So be it," I said. "Have it your own way.... Yes, Jeeves?" "Mr. Fink-Nottle's cab, sir." "Ah? The cab, eh?... Your cab, Gussie." "Oh, the cab? Oh, right. Of course, yes, rather.... Thanks, Jeeves ... Well, so long, Bertie."
What on earth did he do after that? London late at night or even in the daytime, for that matter is no place for a man in scarlet tights." "No, sir." "He invites comment." "Yes, sir." "I can see the poor old bird ducking down side-streets, skulking in alley-ways, diving into dust-bins." "I gathered from Mr. Fink-Nottle's remarks, sir, that something very much on those lines was what occurred.
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