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The Little Warrior by P. G. Wodehouse is a publication of The Electronic Classics Series. This Portable Document file is furnished free and without any charge of any kind. Any person using this document file, for any purpose, and in any way does so at his or her own risk. Neither the Pennsylvania State University nor Jim Manis, Editor, nor anyone associated with the Pennsylvania State University assumes any responsibility for the material contained within the document or for the file as an electronic transmission, in any way. The Little Warrior by P. G. Wodehouse, The Electronic Classics Series, Jim Manis, Editor, PSU- Hazleton, Hazleton, PA 18202 is a Portable Document File produced as part of an ongoing publication project to bring classical works of literature, in English, to free and easy access of those wishing to make use of them. Jim Manis is a faculty member of the English Department of The Pennsylvania State University. This page and any preceding page(s) are restricted by copyright. The text of the following pages are not copyrighted within the United States; however, the fonts used may be. Cover Design: Jim Manis Copyright © 2009 - 2013 The Pennsylvania State University is an equal opportunity university.
THE LITTLE WARRIOR By P. G. Wodehouse CHAPTER ONE 1. FREDDIE ROOKE GAZED coldly at the breakfast-table. Through a gleaming eye-glass he inspected the revolting object which Parker, his faithful man, had placed on a plate before him. 3 “Parker!” His voice had a ring of pain. “Sir?” “What’s this?” “Poached egg, sir.” Freddie averted his eyes with a silent shudder. “It looks just like an old aunt of mine,” he said. “Remove it!” He got up, and, wrapping his dressing-gown about his long legs, took up a stand in front of the fireplace. From this position he surveyed the room, his shoulders against the mantelpiece, his calves pressing the club-fender. It was a cheerful oasis in a chill and foggy world, a typical London bachelor’s breakfast-room. The walls were a restful gray, and the table, set for two, a comfortable arrangement in white and silver. “Eggs, Parker,” said Freddie solemnly, “are the acid test!” “Yes, sir?” “If, on the morning after, you can tackle a poached egg, you are all right. If not, not. And don’t let anybody tell you otherwise.”
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ound travellers, clattered past ove
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In the supper-room of the Savoy Hot
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little distrait for a moment or two
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agers are just like sheep. They kno
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“Given it up, eh? Daresay you’r
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ing to the lobby was crowded with c
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too gracious, possibly, but she had
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anxious! You were having supper you
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solitaire. Mix yourself a drink of
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“Good?” said Freddie. “It’s
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there is no greater achievement. Od
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window-sill. There was a ball of ye
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vertised docility of that other par
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Jill reached the scene of battle, a
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tler sex outside a clump on the hea
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cab to take him to the station, and
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know as well as I do that a suitabl
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down again at the writing-table. He
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“Major Selby hasn’t arrived yet
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Jill poured out a cup of tea for he
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cold tub,—a misleading impression
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ones’—which in those days was a
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“Good-bye, Mr Rooke.” Freddie a
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“But, my dear old thing,” said
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think. There are sixty-four ways of
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Jill smiled. “Of course I do. You
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Uncle Chris cleared his throat. “
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to do. She was able now to review t
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terrible, the criminal thing I have
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Her face was very white. There seem
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IN THE LIVES of each one of us, as
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groves of home-washed underclothing
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He had so much the air of having co
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for living in it. It presented itse
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could see him at the telephone, sua
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e sick at mid-day instead of after
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tion by walking nearly a mile witho
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Jill’s heart sank. She loved chil
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CHAPTER EIGHT 1. DOCTORS, laying do
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Underhill had handed her the mitten
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introduced to says something to you
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“But you haven’t got the story
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courses and a multitude of mixed wi
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your hospitality any longer. Perhap
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and two o’clock is the hour at wh
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heaven like a cliff. It even smelt
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2. Jill had read works of fiction i
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per. A momentary suggestion present
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“It was a little sudden. Still, h
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Ike’s office. Said he was the aut
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things stand, and I’ve got to fin
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occur to them. Messrs Goble and Coh
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“Zout!” said the Pimple King, a
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ISAAC GOBLE AND JACOB COHN PRESENT
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ence at present.” Jill was to lea
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time has come when the public is be
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CHAPTER ELEVEN 1. THE REHEARSALS of
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eral movement, and chairs and bench
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is nothing I enjoy more than a good
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A voice from the neighborhood of th
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He stared again at Jill. The inspec
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lar in a profession where the langu
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it. I swallowed the limousine whole
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toiseshell-rimmed spectacles. It wa
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have called cold feet. It was such
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CHAPTER TWELVE 1. Uncle Chris walke
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“It suggests …” “Precisely.
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She did not mean any harm, but she
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these dashed magazines, with their
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coats, and they sit smoking cigars
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actual harm.” They had come to th
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aphy. How many years ago had that b
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emotions. The human brain has train
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the burden of which they had parted
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“Most men would be.” “Most me
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me to death by appearing so unexpec
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in London that you went popping bac
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have kicked him, he now seemed cont
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Like a flash! Most remarkable thing
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More than ever did the adult Wally
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To all these outpourings Major Selb
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isking—any loose cash which I may
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ecause the stage was wide and deep
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“Why doesn’t he know the steps?
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2. The opportunity for a private co
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“It’s a shame that you had all
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thread? Poets have said so a great
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As a matter of fact, it was delicac
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Freddie. “The what-ho-something?
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Mr Goble scowled at the unconscious
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with Mr Goble as stage-director, an
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I cared for myself. The public will
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uncelebrated Wentworth Hill, who ha
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“Me?” said the young man. “Ye
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was the only man to do it. Freddie
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with in London, and she told him wh
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have been in the theatre for awhile
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and tired me out and didn’t give
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ack. You were a memory that seemed
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derful furniture, the most wonderfu
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eakfast in a subdued undertone. The
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flooded over her, woke up. “Was W
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had paired off with Nelly Bryant. T
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Jill was conscious of a renewed sen
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noon—and then changing him again
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can fire her without a cent just be
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amazedly at the demonstration. She
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director had chosen her. To Mr Gobl
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ing with the hat, presented it like
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“Should I speak to Mr Goble?” q
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tell me they knew the words!” “
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neat script which I’ve prepared a
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three dollars and fifty cents, and
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Looking into his club on the way, t
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weeks without a break they had been
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that, after that fiasco in London,
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ing citizens of Hartford welcomed i
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“Congratulate you, my boy!” “
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smoking a cigarette.” He groped h
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wished on him! “I don’t think i
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Such were the meditations of Mr Gob
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Mr Goble regarded him balefully.
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of his subject, but because at this
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“I’ve been deliberately swindle
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with a lowering gaze. A heavy sense
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little girl and shield her from all
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Good night.” “Good night, Wally
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idly. “I wrote ‘fever’.”
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oh!” He stopped abruptly, perceiv
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“You are a positive wizard, Major
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one or two things I would like to t
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Freddie stopped, appalled. “Good
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the night off, returned home, found
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Peagrim. “How are you, Major Selb
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when she was little, to scare away
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It was a jolly smile, and made her
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forgive me?” He tried to take her
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As a suffocating man, his lips to t
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tient and soothing and—and—well
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Derek looked away, and scowled. He
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“Where did Uncle Chris go?” ask
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“You wanted to speak to me?” sa
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importance of it. I know what all t
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much and smoked too much, with the
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“Well, then, I’ll bet it was th
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or three impromptu dance steps whic
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