She's a sort of human vampire-bat.

Well$$$ there it is. That's Jeeves. Where others merely smite the brow and clutch the hair$$$ he acts. Napoleon was the same.

There was a sound in the background like a distant sheep coughing gently on a mountainside. Jeeves sailing into action.

I suppose he must have taken about a nine or something in hats. Shows what a rotten thing it is to let your brain develop too much.

Well$$$ you certainly are the most wonderfully woolly baa-lamb that ever stepped.

It was my Uncle George who discovered alcohol was a food well in advance of modern medical thought.

I remember her telling me once that rabbits were the gnomes in attendance to the Fairy Queen and that the stars were God's daisy chain. Perfect rot$$$ of course.

Jeeves$$$ you really are a specific dream-rabbit.<br>"Thank you$$$ miss. I am glad to have given satisfaction."

I marmaladed a slice of toast with something of a flourish and I don't suppose I have ever come much closer to saying 'Tra la la' as I did the lathering for I was feeling in mid season form this morning.

This sort of thing has got to be stopped. Bad philosophers are like slum landlords. It's my job to put them out of business.