Jeeves belongs to a club for butlers in London’s fashionable West End, and one of the rules there is that every member must contribute to the club book everything about the fellow he is working for, the idea being that such information will help those seeking new employment.
Some dull employers are given only a few lines in the club book, but Jeeves has penned eighteen pages about his employer, Bertie Wooster. And Bertie, quite understandably, is perturbed. Suppose the book falls into unscrupulous hands? The imagination boggles. Here is not only a gripping drama, but seventeen chapters of unadulterated delight.
