ann. The political difference, Sally?
sarah. Just that. [Then with a deft turn of the subject.] I don't say that yours is a pretty face, but I should think you would have charm.
george. For fashion's sake cultivate sweetness.
sarah. You dance as well as they know how in Reading.
ann. Yes . . I can twiddle my feet.
sarah. Do you like dancing?
ann. I'd sooner walk.
george. What . . and get somewhere!
ann. Here's George laughing.