Bertie's previous valet

Also called the man I had before Jeeves

Bertie's man before Jeeves, who went to a revival meeting and denounced him.

In each book 2 books

In My Man Jeeves
Bertie's man before Jeeves, who went to a revival meeting and denounced him.
In Carry On, Jeeves
The man Bertie had before Jeeves, who denounced him after a meeting.

Connections

dealings

is employed by, works for Bertie Wooster 4

Talked about, but not there

My Man Jeeves 1 scene

Converted by Jimmy Mundy, to whose meeting Jeeves 'mistakenly' took her, Aunt Isabel begs Rocky to give up wicked New York and live in the country, and he joyfully agrees.Chapter 4, Bertie's New York flat, as the man I had before Jeeves

Carry On, Jeeves 1 scene

Isabel reveals her conversion by Jimmy Mundy and begs Rocky to abandon New York for the country.Chapter 5, the sitting-room, as the man I had before Jeeves

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JEEVES.Leave It to Jeeves, Alfred Leete, The Strand Magazine, June 1916

I HAD DECIDED-RIGHTLY OR WRONGLY— TO GROW A MOUSTACHE, AND THIS HAD CUT JEEVES TO THE QUICK.Jeeves and the Hard-Boiled Egg, Alfred Leete, The Strand Magazine, August 1917

JEEVES, MR. BICKERSIETH IS STILL UP THE POLE. ANY IDEAS?Jeeves and the Hard-Boiled Egg, Alfred Leete, The Strand Magazine, August 1917

READ THIS, BERTIE!The Aunt and the Sluggard, Alfred Leete, The Strand Magazine, August 1916

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Right from the first day he came to me, I have looked on Jeeves as a sort of guide, philosopher, and friend.

It's a topping morning, Jeeves. • 'Decidedly, sir.' 'Spring and all that.' • Yes, sir.

Mabel," said Bingo, ' this is Bertie Wooster, a pal of mine.

Jeeves shied like a startled mustang. "I beg your pardon, sir," he said. "You are surely not proposing to appear in public in that thing ?

Before I knew what was happening, the girl had darted at me, kissed me, and legged it from the room.

Jeeves,' I said, 'I'm in a bit of a difficulty,

Oh, Bertie, you are funny!

I had forgotten to warn Jeeves about the beard, and it came on him absolutely out of a blue sky.

Tell me, Bertie, is Mr. Little at all weak in the head? I don't mean simply because he's a friend of yours.

Let's suppose that you and Jeeves entered. Jeeves would stand at a fixed point holding a potato. You would have your head in a sack, and would grope about trying to find Jeeves and making a noise like a cat.

Good Lord, Jeeves!" I said. "What on earth's that?" "Mr. Little sent it to me, sir, and desired me to bring it to your notice.

Jeeves gave one frosty look at the spats and biffed off.

Jeeves came in with the tea, but the poor girl was so worked up that she didn't wait for him to pop off before going on with her complaint

I fancy, sir, that this must be the key you require." It was Jeeves. I could have massacred the man.

No, Jeeves, " I said, raising my hand. argument is useless.

I fear, sir," sighed Jeeves, "that when it comes to a matter of cooks ladies have but a rudimentary sense of morality.

Bertie, said Bingo, "how is Jeeves's brain these days?" "Fairly strong on the wing, I fancy. How is the grey matter, Jeeves?

Before I knew what I was doing I had begun the climb for life.

I pointed out," said Jeeves, "that you were a light-hearted young gentleman who might well do such a thing as a practical joke.

Red hair, sir, in my opinion, is dangerous." I eyed the blighter squarely. " Jeeves," " I said, "you're talking rot.

Jeeves was standing beside me with a cup of tea on a tray. " Merry Christmas, sir !

Bertie," said Aunt Dahlia, firmly, " you will sing 'Sonny Boy' on Tuesday, the third prox., or may an aunt's curse-

IN SHIMMERED JEEVES, COMPLETE WITH TEA-TRAY AND PRECEDED BY DOG. WHICH LEAPED UPON THE BED

Jeeves was in the sitting-room looking at the portrait.

I returned to Jeeves, who was showing the kid Clementina how to make a rabbit with a pocket-handkerchief.

So there you have it, Jeeves," I said. "The problem is one that will exercise your intelligence to the utmost.

I had never listened in on a real, genuine Iemale row before, and I'm bound to say it was pretty impressive.

Jeeves," I said, and I did not trouble to conceal my chagrin, you need not pack the Luminous Rabbit nor the Giant Squirt.

My friend, Bertie Wooster," said Tuppy to the girl, in what seemed to me rather an apologetic manner. You know—as if he would have preferred to hush me up.