Here is something I made for a Christmas gift commission from my little sister. It’s an illustration of Jeeves, for this bit from Very Good, Jeeves:
“What do ties matter, Jeeves, at a time like this? Do you realize that Mr. Little’s domestic happiness is hanging in the scale?”
“There is no time, sir, at which ties do not matter.”
I hope you are having a happy second day of Christmas!
“Do you like the name Mabel?”
“You don’t think there’s a kind of music in the word, like the wind rustling gently through the tree-tops?”
He seemed disappointed for a moment; then cheered up.
“Of course, you wouldn’t. You always were a fatheaded worm without any soul, weren’t you?”
“Just as you say. Who is she? Tell me all.”
A little Wodehouse is good for what ails you, much of the time, anyway. The foregoing is from the short story “Jeeves in the Springtime.”