HIGGINS. What was wrong, Mrs. Pearce?
MRS. PEARCE [blandly] Oh, nothing, sir. It doesn’t matter.
LIZA. I had a good mind to break it. I didn’t know which way to look. But I hung a towel over it, I did.
HIGGINS. Over what?
MRS. PEARCE. Over the looking-glass, sir.
HIGGINS. Doolittle: you have brought your daughter up too strictly.
DOOLITTLE. Me! I never brought her up at all, except to give her a lick of a strap now and again. Don’t put it on me, Governor. She ain’t accustomed to it, you see: that’s all. But she’ll soon pick up your free-and-easy ways.
LIZA. I’m a good girl, I am; and I won’t pick up no free and easy ways.
HIGGINS. Eliza: if you say again that you’re a good girl, your father shall take you home.
LIZA. Not him. You don’t know my father. All he come here for was to touch you for some money to get drunk on.