Case. That’s strange.
Miss G. What’s strange?
Case. That you use very little.
Ruff. What? Why, it seems to me that woman would sooner hear about the discovery of a new complexion cream than to learn of the invention of a torpedo-proof battle-ship.
Miss G. Why, certainly. When this world comes to its senses, battle-ships will not be needed, but a good complexion will be more in demand than ever.
Case. That may be true, but a sensible man would sooner have a woman just as nature meant her to be, without all that paint and powder.
Miss G. Yes, but there seems to be very few sensible men. There is art in a good complexion.
Case. And what art rivals nature? A little powder may change a complexion, but what art equals nature in her many changes? Take a waterfall for instance; how beautiful nature has made it, and then along comes winter and changes it into ice. What a remarkable change takes place.
Weber (sighing). Ah me, dat’s right:—
When water is changed into ice,