"Why don't you ask your uncle, dear?" she had said, and Cosmo, though he would greatly have preferred to enter the cage of a sleeping tiger and stir it up with a short stick, had seen that this was the only way. A tete-a-tete with Sir Raymond Bastable always made him feel as if he were being disemboweled by a clumsy novice who had learned his job through a correspondence school.
(from Cocktail Time, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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