"Do I need to get my eyesight checked by Dr Dastoor for the umpteenth time, or are you powdering your nose, Lady Flora?" Sir PM, enquired hesitatingly. He was always wary of broaching a personal question to his long-time friend and walking companion.

"A tad startled, Lady Flora swung around, and looked embarrassed at being caught in the act, even as she tried to hide her compact case amidst the folds of her gown. "Er, Pheroze, what are you doing here, sneaking in on me like that? Isn't it still a few hours until we meet for our walk around Ballard Estate?" she asked, still looking a bit flushed with what had just happened. "Oh, forgive me, Lady. I did not intend to startle you or put you in a spot with my inappropriate behaviour. It's just that I've never seen you wear make-up before," Sir PM said, his tone apologetic.