NOT GEORGE WASHINGTON

An Autobiographical Novel

By P. G. Wodehouse and Herbert Westbrook

1907

CONTENTS

 

 PART ONE Miss Margaret Goodwin’s Narrative

 

 CHAPTER 1 JAMES ARRIVES

 I am Margaret Goodwin. A week from today I shall be Mrs. James Orlebar Cloyster. 

 It is just three years since I first met James. We made each other’s acquaintance at half-past seven on the morning of the 28th of July in the middle of Fermain Bay, about fifty yards from the shore. 

 Fermain Bay is in Guernsey. My home had been with my mother for many years at St. Martin’s in that island. There we two lived our uneventful lives until fate brought one whom, when first I set my eyes on him, I knew I loved. 

 Perhaps it is indiscreet of me to write that down. But what does it matter? It is for no one’s reading but my own. James, my fiancé, is not peeping slyly over my shoulder as I write. On the contrary, my door is locked, and James is, I believe, in the smoking-room of his hotel at St. Peter’s Port. 

 At that time it had become my habit to begin my day by rising before breakfast and taking a swim in Fermain Bay, which lies across the road in front of our cottage. The practice—I have since abandoned it—was good for the complexion, and generally healthy. I had kept it up, moreover, because I had somehow cherished an unreasonable but persistent presentiment that some day Somebody (James, as it turned out) would cross the pathway of my maiden existence. I told myself that I must be ready for him. It would never do for him 

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