'Everything was under control… which, in retrospect, should have rung alarm bells.'
In Aunt Agatha Takes the Count, Bertie Wooster has, for once, acted with rare foresight: fled the country, secured an excellent hotel, and placed a reassuring stretch of sea between himself and his formidable Aunt Agatha. What could possibly go wrong?
As it happens—quite a lot.
A chance acquaintance, a dangerously winning smile, and a gesture of pure Wooster generosity… and suddenly Bertie finds himself edging into one of those situations that are not merely awkward, but the sort of thing that simply doesn't bear thinking about.
Fortunately, Jeeves is at hand.
Calm, imperturbable, and gifted with that quiet brilliance which has so often preserved the Wooster fortunes, he observes, deduces, and—when required—intervenes with quiet precision.
A bright, fast-moving Wodehouse jewel: elegant, absurd, and impeccably timed. Ideal for listeners who enjoy their humor dry, their chaos refined, and their rescues flawlessly executed.
Because in Bertie Wooster's world, disaster is never far away… but neither, thank heaven, is Jeeves.