Friday, January 06, 2017

In short, he turned red

Cyril had been gaping a bit while these first few remarks were in progress. He now shot down to the footlights. Even from where I was sitting, I could see that these harsh words had hit the old Bassington-Bassington family pride a frightful wallop. He started to get pink in the ears, and then in the nose, and then in the cheeks, till in about a quarter of a minute he looked pretty much like an explosion in a tomato cannery on a sunset evening.

(from The Inimitable Jeeves, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)

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