Bertram Wooster appears troubled by this revelation. He was already pale when first he appeared; now he looks positively ghastly.
"Why-- I popped in for a spot of something. The spread at Aunt Gussie's wasn't exactly capital, not that it does to tell the old girl. Dreadfully bad manners, that. Anyway, I popped in here from I suppose the sitting-room, and happened on a very dull sort of crowd; nearly everybody looked in a bad way. Then the fellow bit me-- and here I stand before you."
Puck has drawn quite close now. Bertie glances to him with a look between unease and appreciation.
"I say," he says, unsteadily, "have you got anything for this, by any chance? Bandages and whatnot?"
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Date: 2011-08-03 04:16 am (UTC)"Why-- I popped in for a spot of something. The spread at Aunt Gussie's wasn't exactly capital, not that it does to tell the old girl. Dreadfully bad manners, that. Anyway, I popped in here from I suppose the sitting-room, and happened on a very dull sort of crowd; nearly everybody looked in a bad way. Then the fellow bit me-- and here I stand before you."
Puck has drawn quite close now. Bertie glances to him with a look between unease and appreciation.
"I say," he says, unsteadily, "have you got anything for this, by any chance? Bandages and whatnot?"