‘Into the face of the young man who sat on the terrace of the Hotel Magnifique at Cannes there had crept a look of furtive shame, the shifty hangdog look which announces that an Englishman is about to talk French.’
The Luck of the Bodkins (1935)
Following yesterday’s ‘Ridiculous Beginnings’, eminent Wodehouse reader Sudheer Tambe noted my omission of the above quotation, one of Wodehouse’s best loved opening lines. Why it slipped my mind when composing the previous post is beyond me. These things happen – and I’m always grateful for your feedback.
What are your favourite opening lines from the world of Wodehouse?