“My dear chap!” I said reproachfully.
“Do you dress for dinner every night, Bertie?”
“Jeeves,” I said coldly. The man was still standing like a statue by
the door. “How many suits of evening clothes have I?”
“We have three suits full of evening dress, sir; two dinner jackets——”
“Three.”
“For practical purposes two only, sir. If you remember we cannot wear
the third. We have also seven white waistcoats.”
“And shirts?”
“Four dozen, sir.”
“And white ties?”
“The first two shallow shelves in the chest of drawers are completely
filled with our white ties, sir.”