You're
sticking
it into my head!
Kipling - Poems
I'm better now.
HE. That's all right. One moment, dear. There's a little wisp of hair
got loose from behind your right ear and it's straggling over your
cheek. So!
SHE. Thank'oo. I'm 'fraid my hat's on one side, too.
HE. What do you wear these huge dagger bonnet-skewers for? They're big
enough to kill a man with.
SHE. Oh! Don't kill me, though.
You're sticking it into my head! Let me
do it. You men are so clumsy.
HE. Have you had many opportunities of comparing us--in this sort of
work?
SHE. Guy, what is my name?
HE. Eh! I don't follow.
SHE. Here's my cardcase. Can you read?
HE. Yes. Well?
HE. That's all right. One moment, dear. There's a little wisp of hair
got loose from behind your right ear and it's straggling over your
cheek. So!
SHE. Thank'oo. I'm 'fraid my hat's on one side, too.
HE. What do you wear these huge dagger bonnet-skewers for? They're big
enough to kill a man with.
SHE. Oh! Don't kill me, though.
You're sticking it into my head! Let me
do it. You men are so clumsy.
HE. Have you had many opportunities of comparing us--in this sort of
work?
SHE. Guy, what is my name?
HE. Eh! I don't follow.
SHE. Here's my cardcase. Can you read?
HE. Yes. Well?
