BARBARA. I'll get you a job, Peter, the youth will have to be enough for me. [She counts her money]. I have just enough left for two teas at Lockharts, a Rowton doss for you, and my tram and bus home. [He frowns and rises with offended pride. She takes his arm]. Don't be proud, Peter: it's sharing between friends. And promise me you'll talk to me and not let me cry. [She draws him towards the gate]. SHIRLEY. Well, I'm not accustomed to talk to the like of you-- BARBARA [urgently] Yes, yes: you must talk to me. Tell me about Tom Paine's books and Bradlaugh's lectures. Come along. SHIRLEY. Ah, if you would only read Tom Paine in the proper spirit, miss! [They go out through the gate together]. ACT III Next day after lunch Lady Britomart is writing in the library in Wilton Crescent. Sarah is reading in the armchair near the window. Barbara, in ordinary dresss, pale and brooding, is on the settee. Charley Lomax enters. Coming forward between the settee and the writing table, he starts on seeing Barbara fashionably attired and in low spirits. LOMAX. You've left off your uniform! Barbara says nothing; but an expression of pain passes over her face. LADY BRITOMART [warning him in low tones to be careful] Charles! LOMAX [much concerned, sitting down sympathetically on the settee beside Barbara] I'm awfully sorry, Barbara. You know I helped you all I could with the concertina and so forth. [Momentously] Still, I have never shut my eyes to the fact that there is a certain amount of tosh about the Salvation Army. Now the claims of the Church of England-- LADY BRITOMART. That's enough, Charles. Speak of something suited to your mental capacity. LOMAX. But surely the Church of England is suited to all our capacities. BARBARA [pressing his hand] Thank you for your sympathy, Cholly. Now go and spoon with Sarah. LOMAX [rising and going to Sarah] How is my ownest today? SARAH. I wish you wouldn't tell Cholly to do things, Barbara. He always comes straight and does them. Cholly: we're going to the works at Perivale St. Andrews this afternoon. LOMAX. What works? SARAH. The cannon works. LOMAX. What! Your governor's shop! SARAH. Yes. LOMAX. Oh I say! Cusins enters in poor condition. He also starts visibly when he sees Barbara without her uniform. BARBARA. I expected you this morning, Dolly. Didn't you guess that? CUSINS [sitting down beside her] I'm sorry. I have only just breakfasted. SARAH. But we've just finished lunch. BARBARA. Have you had one of your bad nights? CUSINS. No: I had rather a good night: in fact, one of the most remarkable nights I have ever passed. BARBARA. The meeting? CUSINS. No: after the meeting. LADY BRITOMART. You should have gone to bed after the meeting. What were you doing? CUSINS. Drinking. LADY BRITOMART. }{ Adolphus! SARAH. }{ Dolly! BARBARA. }{ Dolly! LOMAX. }{ Oh I say! LADY BRITOMART. What were you drinking, may I ask?