The Girl on the Boat
By Wodehouse, P. G. (Pelham Grenville)
Classic work by Wodehouse, P. G. (Pelham Grenville).
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have read Mr. J. Storer Clouston’s “The Lunatic at Large Again.” (Those who are chumps enough to miss it deserve no consideration.) Well, both the hero of “The Lunatic” and my “Sam...
A DISTURBING MORNING Through the curtained windows of the furnished flat which Mrs. Horace Hignett had rented for her stay in New York, rays of golden sunlight peeped in like the ...
GALLANT RESCUE BY WELL-DRESSED YOUNG MAN § 1 The White Star liner “Atlantic” lay at her pier with steam up and gangway down, ready for her trip to Southampton. The hour of depart...
SAM PAVES THE WAY For some moments Sam remained where he was, staring after the girl as she flitted down the passage. He felt dizzy. Mental acrobatics always have an unsettling ef...
SAM CLICKS § 1 It was the fourth morning of the voyage. Of course, when this story is done in the movies they won’t be satisfied with a bald statement like that; they will have a...
PERSECUTION OF EUSTACE “Good God!” cried Eustace Hignett. He stared at the figure which loomed above him in the fading light which came through the porthole of the state-room. Th...
SCENE AT A SHIP’S CONCERT Ships’ concerts are given in aid of the Seamen’s Orphans and Widows, and, after one has been present at a few of them, one seems to feel that any right-t...
SUNDERED HEARTS There was a tap at the door. Sam sat up dizzily. He had lost all count of time. “Who’s that?” “I have a note for you, sir.” It was the level voice of J. B. Midg...
SIR MALLABY OFFERS A SUGGESTION § 1 A week after the liner “Atlantic” had docked at Southampton Sam Marlowe might have been observed—and was observed by various of the residents—...
ROUGH WORK AT A DINNER TABLE § 1 After the first shock of astonishment, Sam Marlowe had listened to his father’s harangue with a growing indignation which, towards the end of the...
TROUBLE AT WINDLES § 1 Mr. Rufus Bennett stood at the window of the drawing-room of Windles, looking out. From where he stood he could see all those natural and artificial charms...
MR. BENNETT HAS A BAD NIGHT The fragment of a lobster-shell which had entered Mr. Bennett’s tongue at twenty minutes to two in the afternoon was still in occupation at half-past e...
THE LURID PAST OF JNO. PETERS “That’s right!” said Sir Mallaby Marlowe. “Work while you’re young, Sam, work while you’re young.” He regarded his son’s bent head with affectionate ...
SHOCKS ALL ROUND Billie had been standing near the wall, inspecting a portrait of the late Mr. Josiah Appleby, of which the kindest thing one can say is that one hopes it did not ...
STRONG REMARKS BY A FATHER Mr. Bennett advanced shakily into the room, and supported himself with one hand on the desk, while with the other he still plied the handkerchief on his...
DRAMA AT A COUNTRY HOUSE As I read over the last few chapters of this narrative, I see that I have been giving the reader rather too jumpy a time. To almost a painful degree I hav...
WEBSTER, FRIEND IN NEED At half-past two that afternoon, full of optimism and cold beef, gaily unconscious that Webster with measured strides was approaching ever nearer with the ...
A CROWDED NIGHT § 1 If there is one thing more than another which weighs upon the mind of a story-teller as he chronicles the events which he has set out to describe, it is the t...