last attempt to appeal to Jeeves’s better feelings.
“I must say, Jeeves,” I said, “I’m dashed disappointed in you.”
“I am sorry to hear that, sir.”
“Well, I am. Dashed disappointed. I do think you might rally round. Did you see Mr. Biffen’s face?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Well, then.”
“If you will pardon my saying so, sir, Mr. Biffen has surely only himself to thank if he has entered upon matrimonial obligations which do not please him.”
“You’re talking absolute rot, Jeeves. You know as well as I do that Honoria Glossop is an Act of God. You might just as well blame a fellow for getting run over by a truck.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Absolutely yes. Besides, the poor ass wasn’t in a condition to