Book 88: "Leave it to Psmith" by P.G. Wodehouse

[kittiwake]

Other men love you. Freddie Threepwood loves you. Just add me to the list. That is all I ask. Muse on me from time to time. Reflect that I may be an acquired taste. You probably did not like olives the first time you tasted them. Now you probably do. Give me the same chance you would give an olive.

A diamond necklace worth £20,000 (and remember that this is in the 1920s) belonging to Lady Constance Keeble is the lure that draws Psmith and various shady characters to Blandings Castle. As usual, there are various plots afoot, young love both requited and unrequited, and several people in disguise.