Mark Twain,
The Million Pound Bank Note — Chapter XVII
(1893)
“ You are a naughty thing to deceive me so!" "Oh, you'll get over it, sweetheart, you'll get over it; it was only fun, you know. Come, let's be going." "But wait, wait! The situation, you know. I want to give you the situation," said my man. "Well," I said, "I'm just as grateful as I can be, but really I don't want one." "But you can have the very choicest one in my gift." "Thanks again, with all my heart; but I don't even want that one." "Henry, I'm ashamed of you. You don't half thank the good gentleman. May I do it for you?" ”
