"I was once offered a princely sum," went on Psmith, now floating happily along on the tide of his native exuberance, "to write a ballad for the Fishmonger's Gazette entitled, 'Herbert the Turbot,' But I was firm. I declined.
"Indeed?" said Lord Emsworth.
"One has one's self-respect," said Psmith.
"Oh, decidedly," said Lord Emsworth.
(from Leave It To Psmith, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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