Like a gloomy Analytical Chemist; always seeming to say, after "Chablis, Sir?" — "You wouldn't if you knew what it was made of."
Our Mutual Friend, Book the First, Chapter 2 (p. 11)
Like a gloomy Analytical Chemist; always seeming to say, after "Chablis, Sir?" — "You wouldn't if you knew what it was made of."
Our Mutual Friend, Book the First, Chapter 2 (p. 11)