Wednesday, September 04, 2019

Poor Mr. H.

     "Let me tell you you're mistaken if you think you can get rid of me so easily."
     "Lottie," said Bill, please!"
     "Lottie, please! said Lord Tidmouth.
     "Lottie, please! Lottie, please! Lottie, please!" cried the injured woman in the tones which had intimidated a hundred theatrical dressing-rooms and which when heard during the course of their brief married life by the late Mr. Higginbotham had always been enough to send that pusillanimous cotton magnate shooting off to his club for refuge.

(from Doctor Sally, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

She must have been a force!
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