Jeeves

Uh, yes.

In, in, uh, in, uh, Jeeves.

Really? Oh yeah.

At the Kennedy Center.

At the Kennedy Center.

Um, I don't know, uh, John Shearer, who was playing Bertie Wooster, sitting on the fountain and I go up there and, um, I'm supposed to have this little monologue, whatever.

And I looked at him and he looked at me and he started, he, and then he goes, yes, Jeeves.

did you have something to say? And I started shaking with laughter and the audience caught on to it and they started applauding because it was like, and then it came to me, but that was frightening.

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For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org A Woodhouse Miscellany Articles and Stories by P.G. Woodhouse Chapter eighteen A story titled Jeeves Takes Charge Now, touching this business of old Jeeves, my man you know, how do we stand? Lots of people think I'm much too dependent on him.

My Aunt Agatha, in fact, has even gone so far as to call him my keeper.

Well, what I say is, why not? The man's a genius.

I had found Meadows, the fellow I had taken to Easby with me, sneaking my silk socks, a thing no bloke of spirit could stick at any price.

It transpiring, moreover, that he had looted a lot of other things here and there about the place, I was reluctantly compelled to hand the misguided blater the mitten and go to London to ask the registry office to dig up another specimen for my approval.

They sent me Jeeves.

I shall always remember the morning he came.

... [stutters] I mean, they made a lot of money [laughs] with that territory.

Remember when he came out as, uh, Jeeves in WCW?

Jeeves, yes.

[laughs] And Jeeves and, uh, he was Sir William with, uh-

Yes

...

Yes.

So she is Jeeves from Jeeves and Worcester.

Yeah.

She is Bunter from Lord Peter Whimsey.

I merely say that she routed me out of bed to listen to her painful story somewhere in the small hours.

It can't have been half past eleven when Jeeves, my man, woke me out of the dreamless and broke the news.

Mrs. Gregson to see you, sir.

I thought she must be walking in her sleep, but I crawled out of bed and got into a dressing gown.

I am extremely worried, Bertie.

That is why I have come to see you.

And then I saw she was going to start something, and I bleated weakly to Jeeves to bring me tea.

But she had begun before I could get it.

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Chapter One of Carry On, Jeeves.

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Carry On, Jeeves by P.G. Wodehouse.

Chapter One: Jeeves Takes Charge.

Now, touching this business of old Jeeves, my man, you know, how do we stand? Lots of people think I'm much too dependent on him.