Chapter 22

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MAINLY ABOUT SHOES "Be quick, Smith," he said, as the latter stood looking at him without making any movement in the direction of the door. "Quick, sir?" said Psmith meditatively, as if he had been asked a conundrum. "Go and find Mr. Outwood at once." Psmith still made no move. "Do you intend to disobey me, Smith?" Mr. Downing's voice was steely. "Yes, sir." "What!" "Yes, sir." There was one of those you-could-have-heard-a-pin-drop silences. Psmith was staring reflectively at the ceiling. Mr. Downing was looking as if at any moment he might say, "Thwarted to me face, ha, ha! And by a very stripling!" It was Psmith, however, who resumed the conversation. His manner was almost too respectful; which made it all the more a pity that what he said did not keep up the standard of docili

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