"I could see by the way she sniffed that she was about to become critical. There had always been a strong strain of book-reviewer blood in her."
From Aunts Aren't Gentlemen
(I must also just quote the blurb from our edition: "On doctor's orders, Wooster withdraws to the country, there to lead the quiet martini-less life, to sleep the sleep of the just in Maiden Eggesford. The air is nimble, the countryside appealing and only the presence of the irrepressible Aunt Dahlia shatters the rustic peace. As always with Aunt Dahlia, an imbroglio develops - destined to be famous down the long years as The Maiden Eggesford Horror or The Case of The Cat Which Kept Popping Up When Least Expected ...").
