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“I say, Jeeves, what is a thirteen-letter word for ‘like Kant’s ticklist’?”
“Deontological, sir.”
“Thank-you, Jeeves. Where did you learn that?”
“Lady Florence lent you….”
“Ah! Er, nine letters, ‘highly pleasing to the senses’?”
“Delicious, sir.”
“Eleven letters. Jeeves, what is this little ‘c.’?”
“Circa, sir.”
“Circa?”
“Around, sir.”
“Ah, ‘like Eden c. 1390’?”
“Delightful, sir?”
“And, six letters ‘highly pleasing, Eden-like, indispensible to Bertram?”
“I don’t know, sir.”
“Come now, Jeeves! Oh, dash it, I’ve told you the answer now.”
“Sir?”
“Jeeves.”
Trembling, Reginald Jeeves looked into Bertram Wooster’s eyes. Bertie rose and folded him in a loving embrace.