"My love, you know these two gentlemen?"
"Yes!" says Mrs. Snagsby, and in a rigid manner acknowledges their presence, still fixing Mr. Snagsby with her eye.
The devoted Mr. Snagsby cannot bear this treatment. He takes Mrs. Snagsby by the hand and leads her aside to an adjacent cask.
"My little woman, why do you look at me in that way? Pray don't do it."
"I can't help my looks," says Mrs. Snagsby, "and if I could I wouldn't."

"My love, you know these two gentlemen?"
"Yes!" says Mrs. Snagsby, still fixing him with her eye.
The devoted Mr. Snagsby cannot bear this treatment. He leads Mrs. Snagsby aside.
"My little woman, why do you look at me in that way?"
"I can't help my looks," says Mrs. Snagsby, "and if I could I wouldn't."
