When we last saw Monty Bodkin he had just left the employ of the Earl of
Emsworth for that of one Percy Pilbeam, private investigator, despite
being wealthy in his own right. The circumstances were entirely due to
his wish to marry Gertrude Butterwick, whose father had stipulated that
no damned drone would marry his daughter and required her intended to
have held down a paying job for at least a year before the nuptials.
Having been fired from his previous two jobs, Monty had taken the
precaution of paying Pilbeam a thousand pounds to give him the post. And
so everything looked rosy at the end of Heavy Weather.

Alas, and alack, the course of true love ne’er ran smooth, and especially
not at sea, as Monty discovers in the course of a trans-Atlantic cruise.
Gertude has broken the engagement, he knows not why, and embarked on a cruise
to the United States to forget him. Monty, of course, comes along; faint
heart and fair maid, and all that. Also on the trip is Reggie Tennyson,
a friend of Monty’s from the Drone’s club; Reggie’s brother Ambrose, the
writer and employee of the Admiralty; the well-known starlet Lotus
Blossom, once the beloved of Reggie but now the fiance of Ambrose; Ivor
Llewellyn, the movie mogul; and his sister-in-law Mabel. Also starring
in the action are one stuffed Mickey Mouse doll, a diamond necklace, and
an over-familiar cabin steward named Peasemarch, and a plethora of wheels
within wheels.

I could wax rhapsodic about how good Wodehouse is, but you’ve heard that
before; take it as given. I enjoyed it thoroughly.