I remembered the counsel I had given Gussie in the matter of the sausages and ham.

We shot Gussie into a cab and he started forth, headed for wherever this fancy-dress ball was.

I assisted Gussie down the stairs.

I was telling myself that I should be seeing a very different Gussie after lunch.

I must warn Gussie without delay.

He touched Gussie on the arm, and Gussie, turning sharply and seeing a large bloke with a beard apparently about to bean him with a book, sprang back in an attitude of self-defence.

" This apparently struck Gussie as a reasonable explanation.