sang Bert.
§30
The curtain came down and the lights went up for the interval. A brass band played very loud. Joanna was beginning to have a bit of a headache, but she said nothing—she did not want him to leave on her account—or to find that he did not think of leaving.... She felt very hot, and fanned herself with her programme. Most of the audience were hot.
"Joanna," said Bert, "don't you ever use powder?"
"Powder? What d'you mean?"
"Face-powder—what most girls use. Your skin wouldn't get red and shiny like that if you had some powder on it."
"I'd never dream of using such a thing. I'd be ashamed."
"Why be ashamed of looking decent?"
"I wouldn't look decent—I'd look like a hussy. Sometimes when I see these gals' faces I—"
"Really, Jo, to hear you speak one ud think you were the only virtuous woman left in England. But there are just one or two things in your career, my child, which don't quite bear out that notion."