Quotation from: Love Among the Chickens

Written by: P.G. Wodehouse


There was only one man of my acquaintance with a voice like that. I
walked without hurry toward him.


"Good evening, Ukridge," I said.





AFTER THE STORM


XXIII



A yell of welcome drowned the tumult of the looters.

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