THE INTRUDER "Everyone to his taste," remarked Green.

"But I'd rather be anything under the sun than Mrs.Fielding's paid companion." He glanced at Juliet with a smile as he spoke, but there was a certain earnestness in his speech that told her he meant what he said.

He sat with his back to a rock, smoking a cigarette.

His attitude was one of repose, but in the strong light his dark face showed a tenseness that did not wholly agree with it.
"Do you really think you'll like it ?" he asked, as Juliet did not speak.
She also had a cigarette between her lips, and there was genuine relaxation in her fashion of lounging on the shingle.
"I really don't know," she said.

"I've got to find out." "Don't let them bully you!" said Green.
She smiled.