" -Henry, I'm ashamed of you. You don't half thank the good gentleman. May I do it for you?'
-Indeed you shall, dear, if you can improve it. Let us see you try.
She walked to my man, got up in his lap, put her arm round his neck, and kissed him right on the mouth. Then the two old gentlemen shouted with laughter, but I was dumfounded, just petrified, as you may say. "

― Mark Twain , The Million Pound Bank Note