If I were you!
Nellie. If I were you, I would not, Sir, be bitter,
Even to write the “Cynical Review;”—
Frank. No, I should doubtless find flirtation fitter.
If I were you!
Nellie. Really! You would? Why, Frank, you’re quite delightful,—
Hot as Othello, and as black of hue;
Borrow my fan. I would not look so frightful,
If I were you!
Frank. “It is the cause.” I mean your chaperon is