Stephen Leacock,
Literary Lapses — Men Who Have Shaved Me
(1910)
“ There is a gurgle in the customer's throat as if he were trying to answer, and his eyes are seen to move sideways, but the barber merely thrusts the soap-brush into each eye, and if any motion still persists, he breathes gin and peppermint over the face, till all sign of life is extinct. ”
