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Updated: June 27, 2025
"Glad to meet YOU," said Archie, handsomely. "Well, good-bye!" said Mr. Connolly. "Eh?" "Run along and sell your papers. Your father-in-law and I have business to discuss." "Yes, I know." "Private," added Mr. Connolly. "Oh, but I'm in on this binge, you know. I'm going to be the manager of the new hotel." "You!" "Absolutely!" "Well, well!" said Mr. Connolly, noncommittally.
Trial gallops had shown that Gussie had his own way of doing things. Those interruptions had been enough to prove to the perspicacious that here, seated on the platform at the big binge of the season, was one who, if pushed forward to make a speech, might let himself go in a rather epoch-making manner. On the other hand, chain him up and put a green-baize cloth over him, and where were you?
But, returning to this binge for a moment, I don't see how it matters to you one way or the other. You're engaged to another fellow, and when Bruce rolls up and says: 'What about it? you've simply to tell him that the shot isn't on the board and will he kindly melt away. Then you hand him his hat and out he goes." Sally gave a troubled laugh. "You think that's simple, do you?
I say, it's all right, about that binge, you know." "Oh, yes?" "That dog fellow, you know," said Ginger, with a slight diminution of exuberance. His sensitive ear had seemed to detect a lack of animation in her voice. "I've just been talking to him over the 'phone, and it's all settled. If," he added, with a touch of doubt, "you still feel like going into it, I mean."
I mean, I had told Jeeves that this binge would be fraught with interest, and it was fraught with interest. There was a fascination about Gussie's methods which gripped and made one reluctant to pass the thing up provided personal innuendoes were steered clear of. I decided, accordingly, to remain, and presently there was a musical squeaking and P.K. Purvis climbed the platform.
Of course, they got as much as was good for them in the way of entertainment, but a little binge gave them something to look forward to, and a good nerve-burning would sober them up fast enough if they made the mistake of coming back drunk.
They were mostly boys babes, as they seemed to me, when I saw them in their tents or dismounting from their machines. On "dud" days, when there was no visibility at all, they spent their leisure hours joy-riding to Amiens or some other town where they could have a "binge."
Then if you will toddle round the corner and send it off, that will be that." "Very good, sir." And so the long day wore on till it was time for me to dress for Pongo's party. Pongo had assured me, while chatting of the affair on the previous night, that this birthday binge of his was to be on a scale calculated to stagger humanity, and I must say I have participated in less fruity functions.
He felt that he must see more of her. "I say," he said. "When this binge is over . . . when the rehearsal finishes, you know, how about a bite to eat?" "I should love it. I generally go to the Automat." "The how-much? Never heard of it." "In Times Square. It's cheap, you know." "I was thinking of the Cosmopolis." "But that's so expensive." "Oh, I don't know.
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