I don't much admire your taste, my dear, because he's a hundred and fifty years old; — and what there is of him comes chiefly from the tailor.


Ch. 69 - Phineas Redux (1874)


I don't much admire your taste, my dear, because he's a hundred and fifty years old; — and what there is of him comes chiefly from the tailor.

I don't much admire your taste, my dear, because he's a hundred and fifty years old; — and what there is of him comes chiefly from the tailor.

I don't much admire your taste, my dear, because he's a hundred and fifty years old; — and what there is of him comes chiefly from the tailor.

I don't much admire your taste, my dear, because he's a hundred and fifty years old; — and what there is of him comes chiefly from the tailor.