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CHAPTER 2. THE ARTISTIC CAREER OF CORKY-3
I began to see that I was letting myself in for something. The sympathetic cooperation of Jeeves seemed to me to be indicated. 'You think he'll cut up rough?' 'He may.' I threw my mind back to the red-faced chappie I had met at the restaurant, and tried to picture him cutting up rough. It was only too easy. I spoke to Corky firmly on the telephone. 'I'll come,' I said. 'Good!' 'But only if I may bring Jeeves.' 'Why Jeeves? What's Jeeves got to do with it? Who wants Jeeves? Jeeves is the fool who suggested the scheme that has led—' 'Listen, Corky, old top! If you think I am going to face that uncle of yours without Jeeves's support, you're mistaken. I'd sooner go into a den of wild beasts and bite a lion on the back of the neck.' 'Oh, all right,' said Corky. Not cordially, but he s
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