Tuesday, February 27, 2018

A little tipsy

A merchant in a moth-eaten bowler started warbling to a certain extent with me. It was all very trying for a man of culture. He was a man who had, I should say, discovered that alcohol was a food long before the doctors found it out. A good chap, possibly, but a little boisterous in his manner.

(from Psmith in the City, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)

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