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.

Like a gloomy Analytical Chemist; always seeming to say, after Chablis, Sir? — You wouldn't if you knew what it was made of.

Like a gloomy Analytical Chemist; always seeming to say, after Chablis, Sir? — You wouldn't if you knew what it was made of.

Like a gloomy Analytical Chemist; always seeming to say, after Chablis, Sir? — You wouldn't if you knew what it was made of.