Quotation from: Love Among the Chickens

Written by: P.G. Wodehouse


He looked out of the window. The sunlight was playing on the house
opposite. He looked at his boots. At this point conscience prodded him
sharply.


"I won't," he muttered fiercely, "I will work. I'll turn out
something, even if it's the worst rot ever written."


With which admirable sentiment he tracked his blotting pad to its
hiding place (Mrs. Medley found a fresh one every day), collected ink
and pens, and sat down.

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