Here, you! The boss wants you. Buck up!' Mr Stafford was talking into the telephone. He replaced the receiver asHenry entered. 'Oh, Rice, here's a woman wants her husband shadowed while he's on the ro...
Hercules.
He coughed again, that deferential cough of his which sounds like a well-bred sheep clearing its throat on a distant mountain-top.
Fascination exists only in the imagination of the fascinated.
But, Ed! Say! Are you going to let him get away with it?Am going to let him get away with it! said Mr. Cootes, annoyed by the foolish question. Wake me up in the night and ask me! But what are you go...
As a rule, from what I've observed, the American captain of industry doesn't do anything out of business hours. When he has put the cat out and locked up the office for the night, he just relapses int...
There is no surer foundation for a beautiful friendship than a mutual taste in literature.
My Aunt Dahlia, who runs a woman's paper called Milady's Boudoir, had recently backed me into a corner and made me promise to write her a few words for her "Husbands and Brothers" page on "What the We...
Всяко нещо струва толкова, за колкото може да се купи.
Have to decide on the spur of the moment. I was reading in the paper the other day about those birds who are trying to split the atom, the nub being that they haven't the foggiest as to what will happ...
Fine figure of a young fellow as far northwards as the neck, but above that solid concrete.
You see I’m wearing the tie,’ said Bingo. ‘It suits you beautiful,’ said the girl. Personally, if anyone had told me that a tie like that suited me, I should have risen and struck them on the mazzard,...
You know, you smoke too much, Pat, said his wife, seizing the opening with the instinct which makes an Irishman at a fair hit every head he sees.
You know how it is. Love's flame flickers and dies, reason returns to her throne, and you aren't nearly as ready to hop about and jump through hoops as in the first pristine glow of the divine passion...
What ho, Stinker.’ ‘Hallo, Bertie.’ ‘Long time since we met.’ ‘It is a bit, isn’t it?’ ‘I hear you’re a curate now.’ ‘Yes, that’s right.’ ‘How are the souls?
Warm-hearted! I should think he has to wear asbestos vests!
There was a sound in the background like a distant sheep coughing gently on a mountainside. Jeeves sailing into action.
That's always the way in this world. The chappies you'd like to lend money to won't let you, whereas the chappies you don't want to lend it to will do everything except actually stand you on your head...
Stimulated by the juice, I believe, men have even been known to ride alligators.
Spode, also, seemed a good deal