"Ah, I see Beach has brought it to you. I want you to lock that gun up somewhere, Clarence. George is not to be allowed to have it any more."
"Why not?"
"Because he is not to be trusted with it. Do you know what happened? He shot Mr. Baxter."
"What!"
"Yes. Out on the drive just now. I noticed that the boy's manner was sullen when I introduced him to Mr. Baxter, and said that he was going to be his tutor. He disappeared into the shrubbery, and just now, as Mr. Baxter was standing on the drive, George shot him from behind a bush."
"Good!" cried Lord Emsworth, then prudently added the word "gracious."
(from "The Crime Wave at Blandings," by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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