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He filled Uncle Gussie's glass for him, and that gentleman at once raised it and proposed the health of the young couple. "If anything was to 'appen to break it off now," he said, with a swift glance at his sister, "they'd be miserable for life, I can see that." "Miserable for ever," assented Mr. Potter, in a sepulchral voice, as he squeezed the hand of Miss Spriggs under the table.
Who's talking out there so incessantly, mother?" "That's your uncle Aaron. He came over for Sunday-morning breakfast with your father. You should see the way he tracked up my hall with his wet shoes. I'm sending him right back home with your father. They should clutter up your aunt Gussie's house with their pinochle and ashes. I had 'em last Sunday.
"Thank you, sir, I will remain in." I surveyed him narrowly. "Is this dudgeon, Jeeves?" "No, sir, I am obliged to remain on the premises. Mr. Fink-Nottle informed me he would be calling to see me this evening." "Oh, Gussie's coming, is he? Well, give him my love." "Very good, sir." "Yes, sir." "And a whisky and soda, and so forth." "Very good, sir." "Right ho, Jeeves."
I took the car down-town and made my way to Gussie's lodgings that very afternoon. I did so before I had made up my mind that I was prepared to marry her. "I'll call on her, anyhow," I decided. "Then we shall see. There can be no harm in speaking to her." I was impelled by the adventure of it more than by anything else
Gussie's letter was blotted out of my memory. I was once more absorbed in my project I spent the evening at the designer's house. Mrs. Chaikin made new attempts at worming out the size of my fortune and, in addition, something concerning its origin "Is it an inheritance?" she queried. "An inheritance? Why, would you like me to get one?" I said, playfully, as though talking to a child
"Oh, don't blaspheme!" said Gussie, faintly, and staggered a little, so that all the Captain's terror returned. If she fainted! "Hi, there, Cyrus! Come aft, will you? Gussie's getting white around the gills Cyrus!" Cyrus came, running, and between them they get the swooning Gussie to her room. Afterwards, when Cyrus tiptoed down-stairs, he found the Captain at the cabin door.
While they were going and as they sat in the clean little back room of Kelly's well ordered and select corner saloon, Clara gave her all the news she had gathered in an afternoon of visits among their acquaintances how, because of a neighborhood complaint, there was to be a fake raid on Gussie's opium joint at midnight; that Mazie had caught a frightful fever; and that Nettie was dying in Governeur of the stab in the stomach her lover had given her at a ball three nights before; that the police had raised the tariff for sporting houses, and would collect seventy-five and a hundred a month protection money where the charge had been twenty-five and fifty the plea was that the reformers, just elected and hoping for one term only, were compelling a larger fund from vice than the old steady year-in-and-year-out ruling crowd.
Dexie colored painfully at this interrogation, and Guy, who was amused at Gussie's inquisitiveness, said in feigned surprise: "Are you really guilty of wearing a new ring, Dexie?" the corners of his mouth twitching suspiciously. "I hope you are as happy in possessing it as the donor was in bestowing it." "Thank you, Mr. Traverse, I think I can truthfully say that I am."
I don't know when I've had a nastier shock. I had been going on the assumption that, now that they had stopped him making his speech, Gussie's fangs had been drawn, as you might say. To duck my head down and resume my edging toward the door was with me the work of a moment. "Bertie Wooster won the Scripture-knowledge prize at a kids' school we were at together, and you know what he's like.
"Immense," he said, hunching his shoulders and stretching his hands down into his pockets in a yawny well-being. "I wish, then, you would put another leaf in the table for me. There's four besides your father coming over from Aunt Gussie's. I just wish you would look at Ada.
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