high-buckled

Updated: May 4, 2025

He wore a high-buckled stock, took snuff, and adorned his conversation with little scraps from the classics. "My dear Sir," said he, when he had listened to their story, "any friend of Mrs. Westmacott's is a friend of mine. Try a pinch. I wonder that you should have gone to this man Metaxa. His advertisement is enough to condemn him. Habet foenum in cornu. They are all rogues."

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle - Beyond the City