The Man with Two Left Feet, and Other Stories
       'Why you? You are too vexing, Bertie. Have you no sort of feeling for the family? You are too lazy to try to be a credit to yourself, but at least you can exert yourself to prevent Gussie's disgracing us. You are going to America because you are Gussie's cousin, because you have always been his closest friend, because you are the only one of the family who has absolutely nothing to occupy his time except golf and night clubs.'     

       'I play a lot of auction.'     

       'And as you say, idiotic gambling in low dens. If you require another reason, you are going because I ask you as a personal favour.'     

       What she meant was that, if I refused, she would exert the full bent of her natural genius to make life a Hades for me. She held me with her glittering eye. I have never met anyone who can give a better imitation of the Ancient Mariner.     

       'So you will start at once, won't you, Bertie?'     

       I didn't hesitate.     

       'Rather!' I said. 'Of course I will'     

       Jeeves came in with the tea.     

       'Jeeves,' I said, 'we start for America on Saturday.'     

       'Very good, sir,' he said; 'which suit will you wear?'     

       New York is a large city conveniently situated on the edge of America, so that you step off the liner right on to it without an effort. You can't lose your way. You go out of a barn and down some stairs, and there you are, right in among it. The only possible objection any reasonable chappie could find to the place is that they loose you into it from the boat at such an ungodly hour.     

       I left Jeeves to get my baggage safely past an aggregation of suspicious-minded pirates who were digging for buried treasures among my new shirts, and drove to Gussie's hotel, where I requested the squad of gentlemanly clerks behind the desk to produce him.     

       That's where I got my first shock. He wasn't there. I pleaded with them to think again, and they thought again, but it was no good. No Augustus Mannering-Phipps on the premises.     

       I admit I 
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