"I can't say, I'm sure. I've no idea what he wants," said Mrs. Wyburn with a snap.
"But don't you think it would improve him, darling?" Valentia went on, holding her head on one side and holding up her hand as if she were looking at a picture.
"Not at all," said Mrs. Wyburn.
"Then do you think his lips are red enough already?" asked Valentia.
Vaughan hastily interrupted the absurd discussion.
"The human lip is never red enough," he said decidedly; "they ought to be bright, light scarlet."
"That's just what I think. I've got some lovely scarlet stuff—the colour of sealing-wax. Shall I fetch it for you?"
"Yes, do," he said.
"But won't it look rather——"
"No; merely decent," said the young man decidedly.