I was reading The Ghost and Mrs. Muir by R. A. Dick when I came across this passage in Part Four:
"We don't wish to blind ourselves to facts in these modern days," boomed the Bishop, "but neither do we wish our literature plasted over with the mud of sordid details."
"Personally," said Sir Everard Parminster, "I never read anything but the Times and Thackeray."
"And Dickens," suggested Eva, who was also of the party, in pale pink satin and her amethysts.
"No, madam, not Dickens," replied Sir Everard, "he wrote for the hoi-polloi, not for gentlemen."
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