And to me it seemed that they were quite right; though Jeremy Stickles turned up his nose, and feigned to be deaf in the business.
Now be that matter as you please--for the point is not worth arguing--certain it is that my appearance was better than it had been before.

For being in the best clothes, one tries to look and to act (so far as may be) up to the quality of them.

Not only for the fear of soiling them, but that they enlarge a man's perception of his value.

And it strikes me that our sins arise, partly from disdain of others, but mainly from contempt of self, both working the despite of God.

But men of mind may not be measured by such paltry rule as this.
By dinner-time we arrived at Porlock, and dined with my old friend, Master Pooke, now growing rich and portly.