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Author:  Kate [ Fri Sep 01, 2006 1:31 pm ]
Post subject:  Jeeves and the Chalet School (updated 15/11/09 - p12)
It was owing to an unfortunate misunderstanding involving Aunt Agatha, Aunt Agatha’s new housemaid and Tuppy Glossop that Jeeves and I ended up in the South Tirol. London, and in fact the whole of England, remained out-of-bounds for old Bertram for the remainder of the year. The decision of where to hide was a difficult one. The unfortunate m. had far-reaching consequences, after which I was the topic of conversation in many club and private sitting room. Normally the Wooster name and the memory of my long and courageous lineage would have enabled me to brave such chatter, but when it emerged that my own family and my dearest friends at Eton and Oxford were the main perpetrators, playing a large part in the efforts to blacken my name, I am not ashamed to say that I rather lost my nerve. All of my usual hideouts were occupied by these traitors – New York, Paris, Monte Carlo. Not wishing to meet any of these miscreants, whose treachery left me confounded, Jeeves and I set to thinking.

“Any ideas yet, Jeeves?” I asked the good fellow, as he brought my morning eggs and b.

“I fear not, sir.”

“Horrid thing, gossip,” I sighed.

“Yes sir. ‘Foul whisp'rings are abroad’, sir.”

“I say, Jeeves. Well put! Your own?”

“No, sir. The Bard of Avon, sir.”

“Ah!” I said, fortifying myself with a sip of coffee. “Old Burns again, eh? You’re rather fond of the poet Burns, Jeeves. Old friend?”

“Forgive me, sir, for venturing to correct you, but…”

At that point, the doorbell rang and Jeeves oozed out. I used the opportunity of some silence to push some bacon into the Wooster face while pondering on my current predicament.

“A telegram, sir.”

I jumped. Jeeves has perfected the art of entering a room silently and while years of his loyal service has accustomed me to his ways, when I am lost in thought, he frequently manages to startle me greatly. On this occasion, the coffee pot had come a cropper and valuable moments were wasting in attempts to clear it up.

“Oh never mind that, Jeeves,” I said at last. “Read the bally telegram.”

Jeeves glanced at the rapidly spreading stain on the cloth, but as usual, the feudal spirit saved the day.

“Very good, sir. It says ‘Regret shocking behaviour of former classmates. Join me in Austria. Escape for you, also require assistance. Regards. JRP Hunter.’”

“I say, Jeeves!”

“Yes, sir.”

“What does this mean, Jeeves?”

“Well sir, on interpreting the communication, I imagine that a person named JRP Hunter regrets your former classmates’ shocking behaviour. He invites you to join him in Austria, in order to escape. He also requires your assistance. He sends his regards and signs off.”

“Ah. You think so, Jeeves?”

“Yes, sir.”

I mused for a while. It seemed the man was right.

“And this Hunter chap. Who is he, I wonder?”

“I really couldn’t say, sir. Shall we leave out your brown tweed, sir?”

“Oh, yes, yes. Whatever you think, Jeeves.”

Pulling on the Wooster socks, I had a revelation. An… oh, what’s the word? I seem to recall Jeeves use it – begins with e… an epiphany, if you will.

“Jeeves!”

“Sir?”

“Old Foxy!”

“I fear I don’t understand, sir.”

I shook my head despairingly. The man was losing his touch. A few sardines should set him right. I made a mental note to send him out for some tins before our departure.

“The telegram! Foxy Hunter. He was an old classmate of mine in Eton. I think we shall leave for Austria, Jeeves.”

“I could hardly advise it, sir.”

“Oh? And why not, Jeeves?”
“The end of the summer is fast approaching, sir, and we are not accustomed to the Austrian winter. It is ‘unsparing as the scourge of war’, I have heard, sir.”

“Oh nonsense, Jeeves. We shall leave tomorrow.”
Author:  Ruth B [ Fri Sep 01, 2006 2:00 pm ]
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Fantastic idea for a crossover!

Looking forward to Wooster meeting the Bettany/Russell clan!
Author:  Lizzie [ Fri Sep 01, 2006 3:22 pm ]
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Kate, I bow to your geniusness.

Fabulous.
Author:  leahbelle [ Fri Sep 01, 2006 3:37 pm ]
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Fabulous! I love Jeeves and Wooster!
Author:  Sarah_K [ Fri Sep 01, 2006 5:44 pm ]
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:D:D:D

I saw your post on livejournal when I was still at work and desperately wanted to come and check (can't come on the board at work :( ) and it's GREAT. It sounds so much like Wooster!
Author:  francesn [ Fri Sep 01, 2006 8:38 pm ]
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Such a brilliant idea Kate!

Looking forward to this.
Author:  BethC [ Fri Sep 01, 2006 9:32 pm ]
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Looks good :D
Thank you, Kate!
Author:  James [ Fri Sep 01, 2006 10:10 pm ]
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YAAAAAAAAAAAY!!! I started a Jeeves crossover a while ago and never managed to get anywhere with it, great to see a new one! :)
Author:  Dawn [ Fri Sep 01, 2006 10:21 pm ]
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This looks absolutely brilliant - looking forward to lots more :D
Author:  LL [ Sat Sep 02, 2006 1:42 am ]
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wonderful :)
Author:  LizB [ Sat Sep 02, 2006 10:22 am ]
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Fantastic! :D

Thanks, Kate
Author:  Caty [ Sun Sep 03, 2006 1:03 pm ]
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Looking forward to more of this. Thanks Kate
Author:  Alice [ Sun Sep 03, 2006 5:04 pm ]
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I don'treally know Wooster and Jeeves but I get a good impression of them from that post. This shoul be interesting, thatnks Kate.
Author:  Kate [ Mon Sep 04, 2006 3:34 pm ]
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Arrangements had been made, packing had been completed and no forwarding address had been left. Telegrams tooed and froed between Foxy and myself, finalising such details as address, mode of transport and time of arrival. A pleasant journey was had and we reached the station of Spartz in good time.

“What rot, Jeeves!” I cried, waving an eager cigarette.

“Sir?”

“That speech you gave about the scourge of war or whatever rot it was. No harsh wintry weather at all.”

“Yes sir. But if you will recollect, it is still September, sir. The months of winter are yet to come.”

I looked at the man.

“I do believe, Jeeves, that you are determined to be pessimistic. But look around! The sun is shining and we have escaped Aunt Agatha and the chattering hordes. We must rejoice, Jeeves!”

“Yes sir.”

“Expunge the thoughts of unforgiving winters from your mind.”

“I have already done so, sir.”

I nodded approvingly. Pessimistic he may be, but Jeeves knows when a man is right. Bertram was unmistakeably right in this instance. “Very good, Jeeves.”

“I endeavour to give satisfaction, sir.”

I gazed around. Rummy little place it was. One could see a large lake with a few tiny villages dotted around and some rather large mountains. One of them rather frightened me. Crags and peaks dipped and rose into the clouds and some snow was just discernable on the top. It looked cruel and unforgiving. Rather like an aunt – Aunt Agatha, to be specific. I voiced this opinion to Jeeves, who agreed.

“I had noticed a slight resemblance, sir.”

At that moment, I heard a motor. Being a perceptive sort of chap – we Woosters pride ourselves on our sagaciousness – I immediately leapt to the conclusion that it was the car promised to us.

“The car, Jeeves! You can manage those bags, can’t you?”

“Wooster, old boy!” I heard a shout and old Foxy leaped from the vehicle. I studied him as he strode over. He had always been a bony sort of chap, but now he seemed even thinner. His red hair was smoothed over to one side and liberally oiled. He had always looked like a scraggy fox – hence the nickname, while his last name of Hunter had added a certain subtlety to the humour – but now he looked like an even scraggier fox. Perhaps this is what the Austrian Tirol does to foxes. I know very little of the fauna of the area. I decided to broach the matter with Jeeves on a later date. Now was clearly not the time. The fellow was upon me.

“What-ho Bertie, you old ass!”

“What-ho Foxy, old fruit!”

“Getting a little thin on top, Bertie, old bean!”

I could have responded in a similarly vindictive manner, mentioning perhaps his growing resemblance to an ill-fed canine, but I carefully refrained. The man was about to give me room and board. I merely smiled and clapped him on the back. He staggered somewhat, but as it was nothing to the slaps I have been victim to at the hands of Honoria Glossop, for instance, I considered the man lucky.

Once these endearments were over, the car was packed and we were off.

After a long silence punctuated by grunts from Foxy as he navigated winding mountain roads, he glanced at Jeeves in the car mirror. “And you must be…?”

I couldn’t see him at that point, but I knew from experience that Jeeves had lowered his head slightly out of respect. “My name is Jeeves, sir. I am here in the capacity of Mr Wooster’s personal gentleman. I am delighted to meet you, Mr Hunter.”

“Ah.” Foxy looked rather nonplussed. Jeeves has that effect on my friends at times. Not a state you want your friend in while driving up a steep incline. I gave him a poke in the ribs. “Oh. Ah. Well, it’s Dr Hunter, actually.”

“Indeed, sir? Mr Wooster did not inform me that you were of the medical profession.”

“I bally well didn’t know!” I said indignantly. “When did this travesty occur? Do you mean to say this problem you referered to is medical? I assure you, Foxy, I have no experience in medical matters nor do I intend to! We’re not staying at a hospital, are we?” This last with a shudder that I barely kept inward.

“Good heavens no! You’re staying with the head of the San and his wife – a Dr and Mrs Russell. Very good friends of mine. And the problem is not medical. It’s… well, it’s about a girl. A sister of Mrs Russell, in fact.”

“Aha!” I nodded knowingly. “Nice girl, is she?”

“A tender goddess!” Foxy professed.

I raised an eyebrow and glanced back at Jeeves. He raised an eyebrow in return. I was just about to raise the other eyebrow when the car stopped. We had arrived.
Author:  Lesley [ Mon Sep 04, 2006 3:37 pm ]
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Oh dear! :lol:

Thanks Kate - you've got both of their characters down perfectly!
Author:  LizB [ Mon Sep 04, 2006 3:38 pm ]
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Wonderful!

Thanks, Kate - you've got them spot on!

*in fits of laughter at Jo being a tender goddess*
Author:  Ruth B [ Mon Sep 04, 2006 3:51 pm ]
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I'm sooo looking forward to them meeting Jo!

Love the comparison of the Tiernjoch (I assume) with Aunt Agatha! :lol:

I was, for once, in on Sat afternoon and indulged in Jeeves and Wooster watching, which was very fine, for I was miserable and my back ached and good old J&W cheered me up. The fact that I undid all that by then watching Welcome to Sarajevo, shall be ignored.
Author:  Caty [ Tue Sep 05, 2006 12:53 am ]
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Great stuff Kate. :lol:
Author:  Tara [ Tue Sep 05, 2006 9:02 pm ]
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Like it! :D
Author:  KathrynW [ Sun Sep 24, 2006 1:12 pm ]
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Can we have some more of this Kate please? It's absolutely brilliant, you've captured the characters perfectly!
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