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Fink-Nottle is not feeling well." Nor was I. Gussie had begun to make a low, bubbling noise, and I could no longer disguise it from myself that something must have gone seriously wrong with the works.
"I was not talking drivel." "Oh, sorry, I thought you said you were." "Is it likely that I would come out here in order to talk drivel?" "Very likely." I thought it best to haul off and approach the matter from another angle. "I've just been seeing Tuppy." "Oh?" "And Gussie Fink-Nottle." "Oh, yes?" "It appears that you have gone and got engaged to the latter." "Quite right."
Obviously, before attempting to proceed further, Augustus Fink-Nottle must be induced to throw off the shackling inhibitions of the past and fuel up. It must be a primed, confident Fink-Nottle who squared up to the Bassett for Round No. 2. Only so could the Morning Post make its ten bob, or whatever it is, for printing the announcement of the forthcoming nuptials.
Fink-Nottle is in a somewhat inflamed cerebral condition." "That's true. A bit above par at the moment, as it were?" "Exactly, sir." "Well, I'll tell you one thing he'll be in a jolly sight more inflamed cerebral condition if Tuppy gets hold of him.... What's the time?" "Just on eight o'clock, sir." "Then Tuppy has been chasing him for two hours and a half.
"Then you have not heard, sir?" "Eh?" "You are not aware that a marriage has been arranged and will shortly take place between Mr. Fink-Nottle and Miss Bassett?" "What?" "Yes, sir." "When did this happen?" "Shortly after Mr. Fink-Nottle had left your room, sir." "Ah! In the post-orange-juice era?" "Yes, sir." "But are you sure of your facts? How do you know?" "My informant was Mr.
Tuppy had the air of a condemned murderer refusing to make the usual hearty breakfast before tooling off to the execution shed. And as for Gussie Fink-Nottle, many an experienced undertaker would have been deceived by his appearance and started embalming him on sight. This was the first glimpse I had had of Gussie since we parted at my flat, and I must say his demeanour disappointed me.
On endeavouring to do so, he found the fellow sceptical of his bona fides." "I should have legged it." "That is the policy which appears to have commended itself to Mr. Fink-Nottle. He darted rapidly away, and the cabman, endeavouring to detain him, snatched at his overcoat. Mr.
You locked that door because you've got the snake Fink-Nottle concealed in here. I suspected it the moment I'd left, and I decided to come back and investigate. I'm going to search this room from end to end. I believe he's in that cupboard.... What's in this cupboard?" "Just clothes," I said, having another stab at the nonchalant, though extremely dubious as to whether it would come off.
Fink-Nottle had been at the university, recommended him to place his affairs in my hands." The mystery had conked. I saw all. As I dare say you know, Jeeves's reputation as a counsellor has long been established among the cognoscenti, and the first move of any of my little circle on discovering themselves in any form of soup is always to roll round and put the thing up to him.
It seemed hopeless to go on trying to steam up such a human jellyfish. Then I saw the way. With that extraordinary quickness of mine, I realized exactly what must be done if this Fink-Nottle was to be enabled to push his nose past the judges' box. "She must be softened up," I said. "Be what?" "Softened up. Sweetened. Worked on. Preliminary spadework must be put in.
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