.014--Farewell

[helpmejeeves]

What ho. [His typical greeting is a little less exuberant than usual.]I'm sad to say that that I've come to the realization that this Wooster isn't really cut out for this job. It's a dashed tricky thing, wardening, a more convoluted process than making tea even. So the time has come for me to throw in the towel, make a strategic retreat, biff

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[iam_aghost]

You do, Mr Wooster? It's most certainly appreciated, but not necessary.

I shall come to see you shortly, if you so wish.

[helpmejeeves]

Think nothing of it, my good fellow.

Do come by; I'll have the items packed up for you. [Maybe not packed well... Jeeves usually takes care of that sort of thing.]

[iam_aghost]

Alright, I'll be there shortly.

[And he was, knocking on the door.]

[helpmejeeves]

[Bertie lopes across the room and opens the door.[

What ho, Doctor! Do come in.

[iam_aghost]

[He gave Bertie a polite nod,]

Evening, Mr Wooster. [He paused]

May I ask if what you stated was your only reason for leaving?