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"But when I wrote you that letter, Rockmetteller, instructing you to go to the city and live its life, I had not had the privilege of hearing Mr. Mundy speak on the subject of New York." "Jimmy Mundy!" I cried. You know how it is sometimes when everything seems all mixed up and you suddenly get a clue. When she mentioned Jimmy Mundy I began to understand more or less what had happened.
It was the eye of one who sees it coming. "Leave it there, Rockmetteller!" said Aunt Isabel; and Rocky left it there. "The time has come to speak," she said. "I cannot stand idly by and see a young man going to perdition!" Poor old Rocky gave a sort of gurgle, a kind of sound rather like the whisky had made running out of the decanter on to my carpet. "Eh?" he said, blinking. The aunt proceeded.
Now that it's all over, I may as well admit that there was a time during the rather funny affair of Rockmetteller Todd when I thought that Jeeves was going to let me down. The man had the appearance of being baffled. Jeeves is my man, you know.
And when he stood on one leg and pointed right at where I was sitting and shouted, 'This means you! I could have sunk through the floor. I came away a changed woman. Surely you must have noticed the change in me, Rockmetteller? You must have seen that I was no longer the careless, thoughtless person who had urged you to dance in those places of wickedness?"
She seemed disappointed. The fine old name of Wooster appeared to mean nothing in her life. "Isn't Rockmetteller home?" she said. "Where is he?" She had me with the first shot. I couldn't think of anything to say. I couldn't tell her that Rocky was down in the country, watching worms. There was the faintest flutter of sound in the background.
Todd is obliged by the conditions under which the money is delivered into his possession to write Miss Rockmetteller long and detailed letters relating to his movements, and the only method by which this can be accomplished, if Mr. Todd adheres to his expressed intention of remaining in the country, is for Mr.
"Rockmetteller, I have never been so thankful for anything else. Mr. Mundy was wonderful! He was like some prophet of old, scourging the sins of the people. He leaped about in a frenzy of inspiration till I feared he would do himself an injury. Sometimes he expressed himself in a somewhat odd manner, but every word carried conviction. He showed me New York in its true colours.
I couldn't tell you a thing about them, except that I've had a good time." "It's just a knack, sir." "Well, Mr. Todd's letters ought to brace Miss Rockmetteller all right, what?" "Undoubtedly, sir," agreed Jeeves. And, by Jove, they did! They certainly did, by George!
He strapped the suit-case and put it on a chair. "A curious lady, Miss Rockmetteller, sir." "You understate it, Jeeves." He gazed meditatively out of the window. "In many ways, sir, Miss Rockmetteller reminds me of an aunt of mine who resides in the south-east portion of London. Their temperaments are much alike. My aunt has the same taste for the pleasures of the great city.
I was trying to induce the old bean to recover from the shock and produce some results when she spoke again. "Will you kindly tell my nephew's man-servant to prepare my room? I wish to lie down." "Your nephew's man-servant?" "The man you call Jeeves. If Rockmetteller has gone for an automobile ride, there is no need for you to wait for him.
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