“Hallo, Bertie." "Hallo, old turnip. Where have you been all this while?" "Oh, here and there! Ripping weather we're having, Bertie." "Not… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Bertie," he said, "I want your advice." "Carry on." "At least, not your advice, because that wouldn't be much good to anybody.… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
Bertie," he said, "I want your advice." "Carry on." "At least, not your advice, because that wouldn't be much good to anybody.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I am pitching it feebly," said young Bingo earnestly. "You haven't heard the thing. I have. Rosie shoved the cylinder on the… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“His tiny, naked butt disappeared into the stream as he cried, "Wheeeee! Balls out!" I think that's a rugby reference," Bertie said.… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“And you call yourself a pal of mine!" "Yes, I know; but there are limits." "Bertie," said Bingo reproachfully, "I saved your… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“I say, Bertie," he said, after a pause of about an hour and a quarter. "Hallo!" "Do you like the name Mabel?"… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Look here, Mrs. Bradley," he said. "I feel a pretty frightful bounder telling you all this about the poor girl, but I… — Gladys Mitchell Copy Share Image