"Oh, ah, yes. She was a pal of yours, you told me."
"The best I ever had, and she was always saying to me, 'Dahlia, old girl, if I pop off before you, for heaven's sake look after Phyllis and see that she doesn't marry some ghastly outsider. She's sure to want to. Girls always do, goodness knows why,' she said, and I knew she was thinking of her first husband, who was a heel to end all heels and a constant pain in the neck to her till one night he most fortunately walked into the River Thames while under the influence of the sauce and didn't come up for days."
(from How Right You Are, Jeeves, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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