"Bertie," said Aunt Dahlia, and her manner truck me as febrile, "lay of, lay off! For pity's sake, lay off. I know these plans of yours. I suppose you want to shove Angela into the lake and push young Glossop in after her to save her life, or something like that."
"Nothing of the kind."
"It's the sort of thing you would do."
"My scheme is far more subtle. Let me outline it for you."
"No thanks."
"I say to myself - "
"But not to me."
"Do listen for a second."
"I won't."
"Right ho, then. I am dumb."
"And have been from a child."
(from Right Ho, Jeeves, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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