“Hell, it is well known, has no fury like a woman who wants her tea and can’t get it.”
— -P.G. Wodehouse- Very Good, Jeeves!
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“His face darkened. He looked like a halibut that’s taken offense at a rude remark from another halibut.”
— P.G. Wodehouse, Stiff Upper Lip, Jeeves
Agatha Christie getting excited about Wodehouse being a fan of her books is one of my favourite things.
“I want your advice,” said Celia.
“Certainly. What is the trouble? By the way,” I said, looking around, “where is your fiancé?”
“I have no fiancé,” she said in a dull, hard voice.
“You have broken off the engagement?”
“Not exactly. And yet–well, I suppose it amounts to that.”
“I don’t quite understand.”
“Well, the fact is,” said Celia in a burst of girlish frankness, “I rather think I’ve killed George.”
“Killed him, eh?”
It was a solution that had not occurred to me, but now that it was
presented for my inspection I could see its merits. In these days of
national effort, when we are all working together to try to make our
beloved land fit for heroes to live in, it was astonishing that nobody
before had thought of a simple, obvious thing like killing George
Mackintosh. George Mackintosh was undoubtedly better dead, but it had
taken a woman’s intuition to see it.“The Salvation of George Mackintosh”, P.G. Wodehouse
The Paradox Machine 