He looked her up and down with a resentful stare as she mounted the stile, and Juliet flushed in spite of the most determined composure.
Green came forward instantly and offered a hand to assist her.

"Good morning, Miss Moore! Exploring in another direction to-day ?" he said.
She took the proffered hand, feeling absurdly embarrassed by the squire's presence.

Green was bareheaded, and his hair shone wet in the strong sunlight.

His manner was absolutely easy and assured.

She met his smiling look with an odd feeling of gratitude, as if he had ranged himself on her side against something formidable.
"I am afraid I haven't been very fortunate in my choice to-day either," she said somewhat ruefully, as she descended.
He laughed.