"You're cautious.

Listen, Miss Moore! I don't care a--I mean, it's nothing whatever to me where you've come from or why.

What I really came to ask is--do you want a job ?" Juliet stiffened a little involuntarily.

"What sort of a job ?" she said.
His fingers tugged more and more vigorously at the leather.

She realized quite suddenly that he was embarrassed, and at once her own embarrassment passed.
"Have you come to offer me a job ?" she said.