Quotation from: Love Among the Chickens

Written by: P.G. Wodehouse


I left at last with instructions to paint the throats of the stricken
birds with turpentine--a task imagination boggled at, and one which I
proposed to leave exclusively to Ukridge and the hired retainer. As I
had a slight headache, a visit to the Cob would, I thought, do me
good. I had missed my bath that morning, and was in need of a breath
of sea air.


It was high tide, and there was deep water on three sides of the Cob.

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