P. G. Wodehouse Quotes

It was one of those cold, clammy, accusing sort of eyes-the kind that makes you reach up to see if your tie is straight: and he looked at me as I were some sort of unnecessary product which Cuthbert the Cat had brought in after a ramble among the local ash-cans.
P. G. Wodehouse
P. G. Wodehouse

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