Rev. Brontë:
Would you care for a pipe?
Rev. Arthur Nicholls:
Am I being tested, sir?
Rev. Brontë:
I've no use for a man without a vice - a small one, preferably. It supports his character.
Rev. Arthur Nicholls:
Thank you, sir. And I dare say the large vices support the church, don't they?
Rev. Brontë:
[laughing]
Very good, Mr. Nicholls. I'm happy to find you're possessed with a sense of humor.
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