this visit is going to try me high. At a pinch I could stand the prof and wife. I could even make the effort of a lifetime and bear up against Aunt Jane. But to expect a man to mix daily with the girl Heloise—and to do it, what is more, on lemonade, which is all there was to drink at dinner—is to ask too much of him. What shall I do, Jeeves?”
“I think that you should avoid Miss Pringle’s society as much as possible.”
“The same great thought had occurred to me,” I said.
It is all very well, though, to talk airily about avoiding a female’s society; but when you are living in the same house with her and she doesn’t want to avoid you, it takes a bit of doing.
It is a peculiar thing in life that the people you most particularly want to edge away from always seem to cluster round like a poultice.
I hadn’t been twenty-four hours in the place before I perceived that I was going to see a lot of this pestilence.
She was one of those girls you’re always meeting on the stairs and in passages. I couldn’t go into a room without seeing her drift in a minute later. And if I walked in the garden, she was sure to leap out at me from a laurel bush or the onion bed or something. By