I stared at him. That flower in his buttonhole. … That dazed look. … Yes, he had all the symptoms; and yet the thing seemed incredible. The fact is, I suppose, I’d seen so many of young Bingo’s love affairs start off with a whoop and a rattle and poof themselves out halfway down the straight that I couldn’t believe he had actually brought it off at last.
There! Jeeves executed one of his masterful many-pronged plans. Wooster is rid of Bingo's sentimental problems, of his stingy uncle and his wrath, and Mrs. Little's wrath too. All is joy, jollity and song. Also, frankly I doubt that public opinion re: Wooster's sanity is now much lower than before (to say nothing of his Aunt Agatha's). Indeed it is the perfect moment for a hiatus, leaving all characters comfortably situated. Thank you!
There! Jeeves executed one of his masterful many-pronged plans. Wooster is rid of Bingo's sentimental problems, of his stingy uncle and his wrath, and Mrs. Little's wrath too. All is joy, jollity and song. Also, frankly I doubt that public opinion re: Wooster's sanity is now much lower than before (to say nothing of his Aunt Agatha's). Indeed it is the perfect moment for a hiatus, leaving all characters comfortably situated. Thank you!