Jeeves: Shall I contact the estate agents tomorrow, sir?
Wooster: Estate agents, Jeeves?
Jeeves: I understood that it was you intention to take a house of sufficient size for Mrs Scholfield and her three young ladies to live with you.
Wooster: Oh, no no no. No, that's all off, Jeeves. No. Young ladies? Fiends, Jeeves. Fiends. Every one of them.