Right Ho, Jeeves
P. G. Wodehouse
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(Independently published, Feb. 29, 2020)
Yes, most decidedly, Cannes was the point d'appui.Right ho, then. Let me marshal my facts.I went to Cannesâleaving Jeeves behind, he having intimated that he did not wish to miss Ascotâround about the beginning of June. With me travelled my Aunt Dahlia and her daughter Angela. Tuppy Glossop, Angela's betrothed, was to have been of the party, but at the last moment couldn't get away. Uncle Tom, Aunt Dahlia's husband, remained at home, because he can't stick the South of France at any price.So there you have the layoutâAunt Dahlia, Cousin Angela and self off to Cannes round about the beginning of June.All pretty clear so far, what?We stayed at Cannes about two months, and except for the fact that Aunt Dahlia lost her shirt at baccarat and Angela nearly got inhaled by a shark while aquaplaning, a pleasant time was had by all.On July the twenty-fifth, looking bronzed and fit, I accompanied aunt and child back to London. At seven p.m. on July the twenty-sixth we alighted at Victoria. And at seven-twenty or thereabouts we parted with mutual expressions of esteemâthey to shove off in Aunt Dahlia's car to Brinkley Court, her place in Worcestershire, where they were expecting to entertain Tuppy in a day or two; I to go to the flat, drop my luggage, clean up a bit, and put on the soup and fish preparatory to pushing round to the Drones for a bite of dinner.And it was while I was at the flat, towelling the torso after a much-needed rinse, that Jeeves, as we chatted of this and thatâpicking up the threads, as it wereâsuddenly brought the name of Gussie Fink-Nottle into the conversation.- Taken from "Right Ho, Jeeves" written by P. G. Wodehouse