If
the squire noticed her preoccupation, he made no comment. He had
conceived a great respect for Juliet.
They neared their destination at last, and Jack performed what the squire
called his favorite circus-trick, racing the car to the top of the
towering cliff and stopping dead at the edge of a great immensity of sea
and stars.
Again Juliet drew a deep breath of sheer marvelling delight, speaking no
word, held spell-bound by the wonder of the night.
"We needn't hurry," Fielding said. "They won't be starting yet."
So for a space they remained as though caught between earth and heaven,
silently drinking in the splendour.
After a long pause she spoke. "Do you often come here?"
"Not now," he said. Then, as she glanced at him: "I used to in the days
of my youth--the long past days."
And she knew by his tone, by the lingering of his words, that he had not
always come alone.
She asked no more, and presently the jaunty notes of a banjo floating up
the grassy slope told them that Green's entertainment had begun.
They left the car at the top of the rise, and walked down over the
springy turf towards the old barn about which Dick's audience were
collected.
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