How did he come to speak to you ?" She hesitated.

"It was I who spoke first," she said, in a moment.
"Really! What made you do that ?" She hesitated again.
He looked at her with sudden attention.

"He did something that made you speak.

What was it, please ?" His tone was peremptory, almost curt, Juliet hesitated no longer.
"Do you mind if I don't answer that question ?" she said.
"He will tell me if you don't," he returned, with a certain hardness that made her wonder if he were angered by her refusal.
"That wouldn't be fair of you," she said gently, "when I specially don't want you to know." "You don't want me to know ?" he said.
"I should tell you myself if I did," she pointed out.
"I see." He reflected for a moment; then: "Will you promise to tell me if he ever does it again ?" he said.
Juliet laughed with a feeling of almost inordinate relief.

"Yes, certainly.