There is a ghastly moment in the year, generally about the beginning
of August, when Jeeves insists on taking a holiday, the slacker, and
legs it off to some seaside resort for a couple of weeks, leaving me
stranded. This moment had now arrived, and we were discussing what was
to be done with the young master.
"I had gathered the impression, sir," said Jeeves, "that you were
proposing to accept Mr. Sipperley's invitation to join him at his
Hampshire residence."