‘Jeeves,’ I said, reaching the finish line and sinking into an armchair, ‘answer what I am about to ask you frankly. You have known me a good time.’
‘Yes, sir.’
‘You have had every opportunity of studying my psychology.’
‘Yes, sir.’
‘Well, would you say I was a fellow who stole cats?’
‘No, sir.’
His ready response pleased me not a little. No hesitation, no humming and hawing, just ‘No, sir.’

Aunts Aren’t Gentlemen, P. G. Wodehouse (via quote-homines)