Fielding's paid companion." He glanced at
Juliet with a smile as he spoke, but there was a certain earnestness
in his speech that told her he meant what he said. He sat with his
back to a rock, smoking a cigarette. His attitude was one of repose,
but in the strong light his dark face showed a tenseness that did not
wholly agree with it.
"Do you really think you'll like it?" he asked, as Juliet did not speak.
She also had a cigarette between her lips, and there was genuine
relaxation in her fashion of lounging on the shingle.
"I really don't know," she said. "I've got to find out."
"Don't let them bully you!" said Green.
She smiled. "No, they won't do that, I think it is rather kind of them to
take me without references, don't you?"
"No," said Green.
She turned and surveyed him with a gleam of amusement in her look. "You
sound cross! Are you cross about anything?"
His eyes flashed down to hers with a suddenness almost startling. He did
not speak for a moment, then again he smiled abruptly with his eyes still
holding hers. "I believe I am," he said.
"I wonder why," said Juliet.
He laughed. "Yes, you do, don't you? Great impertinence on my part of
course.
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