The Man.
Then what a lobster I saw there! Though only a painted one, he was fairer even than the reality. Red, stately, and severe as a cardinal, he looked fit for consecration. I believe I could eat two such cardinals, and a reverend father carp into the bargain.
His Wife.
(Sadly.) But you have not noticed my flowers?
The Man.
Flowers, flowers? Do you expect me to eat them!
His Wife.
Ah, you cannot love me, to speak thus!
The Man.
Forgive me, forgive me, but I am so hungry! See how my hand is trembling. I could not even throw a stone at a dog with it.