Blandings Castle
him." "What good would that have done?" "I could at least have assured
him of my sympathy," said Lady Constance stiffly. "Yes, I suppose you
could," said Lord Emsworth, having considered the point. "Not that he
deserves any sympathy. The man's an ass." "Nothing of the kind. A most
intelligent young man, as young men go." "Young? Would you call him
young? Fifty, I should have said, if a day." "Are you out of your senses?
Heacham fifty?" "Not Heacham. Smithers."
4) "Are you employed on a farm?" "I was employed on a farm." "Pigs?" said
Lord Emsworth in a low, eager voice. "Among other things." Lord
Emsworth gulped. His fingers clutched at the tablecloth.
5) "Hullo, guv'nor" "Well, Frederick?" "How are you feeling?" "Extremely
ill." "Might have been worse, you know." "Bah!" "Watery grave and all
that." "Tchah!"
6) "I'll er I'll think it over, McAllister
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