I must admit, for some silly reason I had never actually read Jeeves and Wooster stories. Well, partly because I haven't ever been able to find any in used bookstores, but that's no real excuse - I do have a library card. I just forget what I'm looking for. However, I had seen the Fry and Laurie versions and was convinced that slash was possible, and read a few slash (and gen) fics. I finally decided to download some of the original Wodehouse off Gutenburg. Oh. My. God. Slashiest thing since Sam and Frodo. Okay, strictly speaking slashiest thing before Sam and Frodo, but you know.
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The one I'm reading now ("The Aunt and the Sluggard," from "My Man Jeeves") poor Bertie is having to do without Jeeves for a few days. At the beginning of the story he characterizes Jeeves as
"Officially he pulls in his weekly wages for pressing my clothes and all that sort of thing; but actually he's more like what the poet Johnnie called some bird of his acquaintance who was apt to rally round him in times of need--a guide, don't you know; philosopher, if I remember rightly, and--I rather fancy--friend. I rely on him at every turn."
The first day he's stuck in a hotel room without Jeeves it's:
"I got dressed somehow. Jeeves hadn't forgotten a thing in his packing. Everything was there, down to the final stud. I'm not sure this didn't make me feel worse. It kind of deepened the pathos. It was like what somebody or other wrote about the touch of a vanished hand.
I had a bit of dinner somewhere and went to a show of some kind; but
nothing seemed to make any difference. I simply hadn't the heart to go on to supper anywhere. I just sucked down a whisky-and-soda in the
hotel smoking-room and went straight up to bed. I don't know when I've felt so rotten. "
and after a few days he gets to
"The frightful loss of Jeeves made any thought of pleasure more or less a mockery..."i
Oh! Poor Bertie!
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