Friday, August 16, 2013

Not your normal passionate proposal

     For some moments after the line had gone dead, he sat motionless, his soul seething within him like a welsh rabbit at the height of its fever. He burned with rage and resentment, and all the manhood in him called to him to make a virile gesture and show Celia Todd who was who and what was what. And idea struck him. He called up Agnes Flack.
     "Miss Flack?"
     "Sorry to disturb you at this hour, but will you marry me?"
     ""Certainly. Who is that?"
     "Smallwood Bessemer."
     "I don't get the second name."
     "Bessemer. B for banana, e for erysipelas - "
     "Oh, Bessemer? Yes, delighted. Good night, Mr. Bessemer."
     "Good night, Miss Flack."

(from Tangled Hearts, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)

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