Invictus

'[...] I didn't see how I was going to face it. And then out of the night that covered me, black as the pit from pole to pole, there shone a tiny gleam of hope. I thought of Jeeves.'

The Code of the Woosters, Chapter 3 

Beneath the thingummies of  what–d'you–call–it his head, wind and weather, is as a rule bloody but unbowed, [...].

Jeeves and the Feudal Spirit, Chapter 21 

I turned and twisted like an adagio dancer, and no wonder, for what I have heard Jeeves call 'the fell clutch of circumstance' which was clutching me was not ordinary fell clutch which can be wriggled out of by some simple ruse such as going on a voyage round the world and not showing up again till things have blown over.

Aunts Aren't Gentlemen, Chapter 18