CHAPTER FOURTEEN
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CHAPTER FIFTEEN
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CHAPTER SIXTEEN
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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
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CHAPTER NINETEEN
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CHAPTER TWENTY
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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
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Produced by Jim Tinsley [email protected]
THE LITTLE WARRIOR
by P. G. Wodehouse
(U.K. Title: Jill the Reckless)
CHAPTER ONE
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Freddie Rooke gazed coldly at the breakfast-table. Through a gleaming eye-glass he inspected the revolting object which Parker, his faithful man, had placed on a plate before him.
“Parker!” His voice had a ring of pain.
“Sir?”
“What's this?”
“Poached egg, sir.”
Freddie averted his eyes with a silent shudder.
“It looks just like an old aunt of mine,” he said. “Remove it!”
He got up, and, wrapping his dressing-gown about his long legs, took up a stand in front of the fireplace. From this position he surveyed the room, his shoulders against the mantelpiece, his calves pressing the club-fender. It was a cheerful oasis in a chill and foggy world, a typical London bachelor's breakfast-room. The walls were a restful gray, and the table, set for two, a comfortable arrangement in white and silver.
“Eggs, Parker,” said Freddie solemnly, “are the acid test!”
“Yes, sir?”
“If, on the morning after, you can tackle a poached egg, you are all right. If not, not. And don't let anybody tell
