This is the sixth Jeeves and Wooster book I have read in the past month. Comparatively, this has been the least fun. Perhaps, the law of diminishing marginal utility is at work.
Chronologically, this comes after Ring for Jeeves, which was the only Jeeves book which did not have Wooster. Here, the old Bertie is back and has the readers rolling in the aisles, although for far lesser number of times.
Wooster has been "drawn" by Cheesewright Stilton in the annual darts competition at the Drones club. He is a sure shot winner as he ended up as a runner up last year and the winner has retired after his marriage. However, Stilton also wants to break Bertie's spine in many places because he suspects Bertie of attempting to steal his fiancee, the novelist Florence, by growing a mustache. She loves the fungal growth on Wooster's upper lip. Jeeves does not approve of the mustache.
Wooster is invited by his favorite aunt Dahlia to come to her place at Brinkley Court and help her sell her magazine to the Trotters who have a son Percy who is desperately in love with Florence.
The stage is set for a laugh riot. Alas, there are only few scenes of genuine laugh out loud moments.
Every time I dive into a Wodehouse book, I am, in turns, amazed and delighted by his command over the language. This would have been a mediocre book in the hands of any other author. However,Sir P.G. raises it to one which although doesn't blow you away with its wit and turn of the phrase, still has enough in its repertoire to make for a pleasant evening read.
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