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Meanwhile, a (sporty/soppy/intellectual) ex-fiance now engaged to Bertie's (friend/enemy/rival in the Drones Darts Tourney) breaks off her engagement and committs herself to (improving/marrying/improving AND marrying) Bertie.
Meanwhile, Bertie's (good/bad) aunt wants Bertie to (steal something/take someone under his wing/steal something/steal something).
Meanwhile, Bertie makes an enemy of (an American Billionaire/a Northern industrialist/a would-be Fascist dictator/a psychologist/a magistrate) by (sloshing them/coshing them/stealing something from them/becoming affianced to their daughter/niece/fiancee).
Jeeves steps in.
The status quo is restored.
Over the past decade, Everyman has been publishing new, uniform editions of Wodehouse's work. 
Inexpensive, nicely printed, and with delightful dustjackets, they look great on any bookshelf and even better open, in the hand and being read. You either love Wodehouse or... or you just don't have a sense of humour, I suppose. Thank You, Jeeves is the one with Chuffy, Glossop, the American heiress who is an ex-fiancee of Bertie, the yacht, the Bolshevik manservant Brinkley, the bootpolish on the face, Sergeant Voules, and Bertie's attempts to play the banjolele. And if that isn't an ingredient list to promise a classic confection, I don't know what is.
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