Very good,
Very good, Jeeves
作者：Wodehouse, P. G. (Pelham Grenville), 1881-1975
体例：题 章数：137
字数：331,250 来源：Project Gutenberg
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章节目录
共 137 题- Very Good, Jeeves
- BY P. G. WODEHOUSE
- AUTHOR OF "FISH PREFERRED," ETC.
- CONTENTS
- Jeeves and the Impending Doom
- The Inferiority Complex of Old Sippy
- Jeeves and the Yuletide Spirit
- Jeeves and the Song of Songs
- Jeeves and the Dog McIntosh
- Jeeves and the Spot of Art
- Jeeves and the Kid Clementina
- Jeeves and the Love That Purifies
- Jeeves and the Old School Chum
- The Indian Summer of an Uncle
- Tuppy Changes His Mind
- Jeeves and the Impending Doom
- I scanned the thing. It was a rummy communication. Rummy. No other word.
- REMEMBER WHEN YOU COME HERE ABSOLUTELY VITAL MEET PERFECT STRANGERS
- I plied the handkerchief.
- I rose to a point of order.
- I saw all.
- I let it go.
- I buzzed for the boathouse.
- I made a neat landing.
- I was.
- I bunged the brick and scored a bull's-eye.
- I bent over the edge and peered into the abyss.
- I didn't like this.
- I gazed at the blighter, spellbound.
- I eyed him with reverence.
- The Inferiority Complex of Old Sippy
- I checked the man with one of my glances. I was astounded and shocked.
- I pondered. It was a tough problem.
- I raised my hand.
- I sat up in bed, and pointed at him rather coldly with the teaspoon.
- I halted and mopped the brow.
- I drew myself up.
- I blinked.
- I put up a hand and felt the lemon. He was perfectly right.
- Jeeves and the Yuletide Spirit
- I took a sip of tea, for the mere memory of my wrongs had shaken me.
- I eyed the blighter squarely.
- I raised my hand.
- I pulled myself together with a strong effort.
- I could make nothing of this.
- I raised the hand.
- I brooded for a while.
- Jeeves and the Song of Songs
- I stopped. The fellow wasn't there.
- I turned to a subject of more moment.
- I tried to point out the silver lining.
- I saw daylight.
- I shook my head.
- I checked the man with one of my looks.
- I clutched at Jeeves. "Jeeves! You heard?"
- I went to the phone and called up Angela.
- I clutched the brow. "What on earth made her do that?"
- Jeeves and the Dog McIntosh
- I had opened the second letter, and was giving it the eye.
- I beamed upon the man. As always, he had found the way.
- I swayed somewhat. "You--you----What was that?"
- I explained the circs. Jeeves did a bit of respectful tongue clicking.
- I stared at the man. "How many tins of sardines did you eat, Jeeves?"
- Jeeves continued suave. "I could not say, sir."
- The bloke Blumenfeld gave a loud sniff. "Odd smell here!"
- I bestowed an approving look on him. "One of your best efforts, Jeeves."
- Jeeves and the Spot of Art
- She goggled. "What!"
- I explained.
- I was stung.
- I held up a hand.
- I gave the fellow a look. Lost on him, of course.
- However, I exerted myself to play the host. "Mr. Slingsby?"
- I felt the heart turn a double somersault. I began to catch his drift.
- SLINGSBY'S SUPERB SOUPS
- SUCCULENT AND STRENGTHENING
- Jeeves and the Kid Clementina
- I shivered somewhat.
- I eyed her keenly. "What does it involve?"
- I mused. "That would appear to be well within our scope. Eh, Jeeves?"
- I started. "St. Ethelburga's?"
- I stiffened rather haughtily. "Certainly," I said. "You mean string."
- I explained the circs.
- I raised the hand again.
- I shushed the man.
- I mean to say, what a _crew_!
- The policeman switched the lantern round. "Who are you?"
- I frowned. The thought of the kid Clementina jarred upon me.
- I sighed. "It is my heart's blood, Jeeves."
- Jeeves and the Love That Purifies
- I laughed. One of those bitter, rasping ones.
- I was visibly agitated.
- I couldn't follow her. "But isn't that all to the good?" I asked.
- I found him in the summer house, reading an improving book.
- I gave the thing up. "Well, teuf-teuf," I said moodily, and withdrew.
- She was stunned. Aghast, you might call it. "_Thomas_ did that?"
- I gazed at the man with reverent awe. "Already?"
- I shook my head, a bit discouraged. Doubts had begun to creep in.
- I shook the onion again. The scheme sounded to me like pure apple sauce.
- I heard old Mr. Anstruther draw in his breath sharply.
- He pursed the lips a bit on hearing the news. "Serious, sir."
- I felt fogged. "Not religion, Jeeves?"
- I sank into a chair. The Wooster system can stand just so much.
- Jeeves and the Old School Chum
- I couldn't follow him. The old egg seemed to me to speak in riddles.
- I saw his point.
- I explained. "I'm not stopping. It's the car."
- I stood in the road and whooped as I had never whooped before.
- I related what had occurred. He listened intently.
- I had to bust Bingo's daydream.
- The Bandit turned ashen. "You wouldn't do that?"
- The Indian Summer of an Uncle
- I saw that this was going to take some time. I tuned out.
- I wasn't so sold on this money-offering scheme.
- I threw in the towel.
- I couldn't make anything of this.
- I got up.
- I shivered, like a warrior whose old wound hurts him.
- I dropped the shaker.
- I hung up. Then back to the old flat, feeling a trifle sandbagged.
- I eyed the man sternly.
- Tuppy Changes His Mind
- What do you make of that, Jeeves?"
- I considered this.
- I saw a gleam of daylight.
- I became soothing. I gave her the old oil.
- I went back to the bedroom.
- I set the machinery in motion again, and we rolled off.
- I put him in possession of the facts.
- I was pleased with his ready intelligence.
- I went back to Jeeves with my mind made up.
- I saw that the moment had come to put in a word for the old firm.
- I gave him the eye.
- I shook the head.
- THE END
- BOOKS BY
- P. G. WODEHOUSE