Robin lifted his head, stared a moment, then blundered to his feet.

He stood awkwardly, as if unwilling to go but expecting to be dismissed.
"He is staying to tea with me," said Juliet.
"Oh, I think not," Green said.

"Another time--if you are kind enough.
Not to-day." He spoke very decidedly.

Robin, with his head hanging, turned away.
Green, with a brief gesture of farewell, turned to follow.

But in that moment Juliet spoke in that full rich voice of hers that was all the more arresting because she did not raise it.
"Mr.Green, I want to speak to you." He stopped at once.