She had not expected that intensity.

"Do you know, that doesn't sound like you somehow ?" she said at length, speaking with just a hint of embarrassment.
"But how do you know what I am really like ?" said Juliet.

"Ah! There is the sea again--and the wonderful sky-line! Is he going to stop?
Or are we going to plunge over the edge ?" She spoke with a little breathless laugh.

They had reached the summit of the great headland, and it looked for the moment as if the car must leap over a sheer precipice into the clear green water far below.

But even as she spoke, there came a check and a pause, and then they were standing still on a smooth stretch of grass not twenty feet from the edge.
The soft wind blew in their faces, and there was a glittering purity in the atmosphere that held Juliet spell-bound.