> Bertie Wooster was in the study when his butler (okay, manservant)
> Jeeves approached and coughed discreetly. "May I ask you a question my
> lord?"
>
> "By all means, Jeeves," said Bertie.
>
> "I am doing the crossword in The Times and I have found a word with
> which I am unfamiliar."
>
> "What word is that?" said his lordship.
>
> "Aplomb, my lord. "
>
> "Now that's a difficult one to explain I would say it is self-assurance
> or complete composure."
>
> "Thank you, Sir, but I'm still a little confused."
>
> "Let me give you an example to make it clearer. Do you remember a few
> months ago the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge arrived to spend a weekend
> with us at Aunt Agatha's place?"
>
> "I remember the occasion very well, my lord. It gave the staff and
> myself much pleasure to look after them."
>
> "Also", continued Bertie Wooster, "do you remember when the Duke plucked
> a bloom for the Duchess in the rose garden?"
>
> "I was present on that occasion, my lord, ministering to their needs."
>
> "While plucking the rose, a thorn embedded itself in his thumb very deeply."
>
> Jeeves replied, "I witnessed the incident, my lord, and saw the Duchess
> herself remove the thorn and wrap a bandage on his thumb using her own
> dainty handkerchief, after sucking the thumb gently to stop the
> bleeding. Yes, my lord, I did see everything that transpired that evening."
>
> Bertie Wooster: "Jeeves, the next morning while you were pouring tea for
> Her Ladyship, the Duchess asked the Duke in a loud voice, 'Darling is
> your prick still throbbing?'
>
> "And you, Jeeves, did not spill one drop of tea! Now that is aplomb!