Wipe some of it off," advised Beth.
Vigorous measures with a sponge followed, and Stephanie anxiously surveyed the result.
"It won't come off!" she faltered.

"Oh, what have I done to myself?
I'm all red smears!" Her dismay was too much for one at least on the other side of the partition.

Rona broke into a loud, cackling laugh.

One swift glance upwards and Stephanie realized that she was the victim of a practical joke.

It took her exactly three seconds to reach the next cubicle.
"So it's you, is it ?" she exploded.