"Something, I perceived, had g ot to be done, and done swiftly. From some source I had to raise fifty quid. But where could I turn? My credit, Corky - and I tell you this frankly, as an old friend - is not good."
So here we have a lazy, pampered, deadbeat who, though he needs money badly, refuses to consider the option of gainful employment. We find this type of individual all through the stories of P. G. Wodehouse, and they elicit no sympathy whatsoever from me. Let them starve to death, for all I care.