You're just as cross as cross can be, and disagreeable, and hateful,--all because I happen to know there's some other man in the world besides yourself, and smile at him now and then.
'Don't,' indeed!" "Come, Sallie, you're too hard on a fellow.

It's your own fault, you know well enough, if you will be so handsome.

Now, if you were an ugly old girl, or I was certain of you, I shouldn't feel so bad, nor act so neither.

But when there's a lot of hungry chaps round, all gaping to gobble you up, and even poor little Snipes trying to peck and bite at you, and you won't say 'yes' nor 'no' to me, how do you expect a man to keep cool?
Can't do it, nohow, and you needn't ask it.

Human nature's human nature, I suppose, and mine ain't a quiet nor a patient one, not by no manner of means.