Jeeves has gone away for his annual two fortnight of tarpon wrestling, and Bertie is a little lost without him.
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Dear Jeeves,
How do you know what the weather is going to do all day? The sky outside my window this morning was positively beaming with blueness, and as you may have guessed, the y.m. was quite soaked. Even Barmy laughed. Is it another secret of the guild? I can keep it under my hat.
Hope the weather is better over the fish-filled seas.
B.W.W.
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