"Rollo is not used to you yet, sir," said Jeeves, regarding the bally quadruped in an admiring sort of way. "He is an excellent watch-dog."
"I don't want a watch-dog to keep me out of my rooms."
"No, sir."
"Well, what am I to do?"
"No doubt in time the animal will learn to disciminate, sir. He will learn to distinguish your peculiar scent."
"What do you mean - my peculiar scent? Correct the impression that I intend to hang about in the hall while life slips by, in the hope that one of these days that dashed animal will decide that I smell all right."
(from Carry On, Jeeves, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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