*coughs in a manner that is rather like a sheep clearing its throat of a blade of grass on a distant hillside*
I apologize if I have arrived late. There was an altercation of sorts at the train terminal.
My name is Jeeves. I am here in the capacity of Mr Wooster's personal gentleman.
Shall I bring up our luggage, sir?
Typist: Not to have a
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