Oh! no, we never mention Her

'Yes, I missed you sorely, and had no heart for whooping it up with the lads at the Drones. From sport to sport they... how does that gag go?'

'Sir?'

'I heard you pull it once with reference to Freddie Widgeon, when one of his girls had given him the bird. Something about hurrying.'

'Ah yes, sir. From sport to sport they hurry me, to stifle my regret –'

'And when then win a smile from me, they think that I forget. That was it. Not your own, by any chance?'

'No, sir. An old English drawing–room ballad.'

Stiff Upper Lip, Jeeves. Chapter 1