"My father left me a few thousand, you see, but most injudiciously made Uncle Lester my trustee, and I'm not allowed to get at the capital without the old blighter's consent. And now a pal of mine in London has written offering me a half share in a new night club which he's starting if I will put up five hundred pounds."
"I see."
"And what I ask myself," said Hugo, "is, will Uncle Lester part? That's what I ask myself.'
"From what I've seen of Mr. Carmody, I shouldn't say that parting was the thing he does best."
"He's got absolutely no gift for it whatever," said Hugo gloomily.
(from Money For Nothing, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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