Her Little Game
As a married couple were walking down one of the main thoroughfares of a city the husband noted the attention which other women obtained from passers-by, and remarked to his better half:
“Folks never look at you. I wish I had married some one better looking.”
The woman tartly replied: “It’s your fault. Do you think a man will stare at me when you’re walking with me? You step behind and see whether men don’t look at me.”
The husband hung back about a dozen yards, and for the length of the street was surprised to see every man his wife passed stare hard at her and even turn around and look after her.
“Sure, lassie!” he exclaimed as he rejoined her, “I was wrong and take it back. I’ll never say aught about your looks again.”
The wife had made a face at every man she met.